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Wednesday
Feb042009

Port of Charleston, S. C. (revisited)

While coaching Wrestling afforded many teachable moments;  history just seemed to come alive, whenever we visited the harbor area of Charleston:

_Charleston was known as Charles Town, and/or Charlestown, during the Colonial Era (the major slave trading port of the Carolinas).

_Beginning about 1783 the old name (Charles Town) disappears from the geographical nomenclature of South Carolina, and shortly thereafter Columbia was designated as the state capitol.

_Charleston was/is located in the "low country", while Columbia is "up-country".

_The "Denmark Vesey Conspiracy" occurred just south of the city:

   Denmark Vesey, Gullah Jack, Peter Poyas, Monday Gell, and 30 others were hanged, 1822, for conspiring against "massur jac"...ie. they wanted to walk free.


The captioned photo was taken at the Charleston harbor during a visit in the Summer of 2001:

We were in town for a wrestling camp hosted by the Citadel. Rather than drive the 140 miles (each way) from Kershaw, we stayed at local hotels, and toured Charleston during our spare time.

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