A look at better days in the Palmetto State

“Dearest Bill”

Due to the condition of this document I won’t bother with getting a perfect scan posted. This post is illustrative of the humorous possibilities of this website. If one person, somewhere, ever websearches “Nell Bigham & Chester, SC” they will find themselves back in Glenn Springs, in a stifling South Carolina July. The heat of the blossoming romance between a boy of eleven years and one Nell Bigham from out of town is palpable. It might have scorched the corn that would have been coming in from the fields about that time.

Nell writes to Bill Smith, grandson of The Dandy who may have been a chip off the block:

Chester, SC

Dearest Bill,
I got here around 5:30 and boy was I tired. Do you go with girls yet? I wasn’t going with boys until I come up there. Wish I could have went out with you. But since I didn’t I still enjoyed washing dishes with you. Does anyone read your mail before you get it or after you get it. If they do let me know in answer to this letter so I will know to be careful of what I say. Know one reads my mail. Bill, I want a picture of you in answer to this letter. I will try to send you one of me sometime if you want it. I don’t guess we will get to see one another any more until we go to camp next year that is why I want a picture of you so I can be with you always. Bill, I think you are so cute. In other words I’m crazy about you. I’m not going to give Harris your address you don’t care do you? Well, since there is nothing much to say I will close saying don’t forget the picture. Remember, I love you, always will so don’t disapoint me by not writing. Hurry and answer.

Love, (your sweetheart
I hope)
Nell Bigham

In the margin is written:
My address is:
Nell Bigham
Chester, SC
Route #3


About The Author

Palmetto Pathos is an examination of a Southern family in Spartanburg County, SC from their arrival in the 1750's to the present. We post images of photos, letters, and minutiae that accumulated as a family has stayed in one place over the past two hundred and fifty years.


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