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The Bannisters: A New Beginning

Part 4 of The Bannisters

April 1877

Joey Langston tried to forget his wife. When his daughter, Adelaide, moved from Missouri to Bamberg; the memories returned. She looked just like her: fawn eyes and dark brown hair. Little ringlets brushed Adelaide’s neck. Mrs. Langston liked ringlets.

An occupying Union soldier stopped Mrs. Langston on the way home one afternoon in September 1875. He took her in an unoccupied wood building. The man raped and slit her throat.

In his grief, Joey Langston could say little. If he complained too much, the Union officers would view him as a Southern sympathizer. He would be judged unfaithful to the country for which his only son fought and died.

“People are going west looking for a new life,” Joey said to his restaurant cook, Oliver Bannister. “They’ll only find more war with the Indians.”

“War is the worst thing to have happened to us,” Oliver, now 20, replied. “I’m glad I never had to go.”

“That blasted war took everything: unity, your father and my only boy. Well, we’ll build a new world here now that those soldiers are leaving.”

Joey stood over Oliver as he sawed a piece of wood for a house skeleton.

“Stop,” Joey said. “You’re doing it all wrong, son.”

Taking the saw, Joey showed Oliver the correct way to work the wood like he had as a boy on the frontier when he helped his father build his childhood home. Oliver had no father to teach him how to work with tools.

Joey looked at the man who he remembered running around his fat mother in his kitchen many years ago. Oliver had learned how to fish, grow a garden and cook. No one taught him the things a man should know. The boy would not have survived a Missouri winter, Joey thought.

Oliver was all Joey had in the way of a son. He would soon marry Adelaide in the summer.

Oliver took to hammering a nail into two pieces of wood. Joey looked at him. The boy and his daughter would hopefully produce strong grandchildren to whom he could leave his restaurant. Oliver could grow into more of a man with Joey’s guidance. The Union soldiers would leave Bamberg, and Joey would know happiness again.

By R.T. Dickinson

The Bannister Histories follows the family story of JD Bannister—a central character in Sons of the Edisto—and his father, Andrew. Oliver Bannister is the unlikely patriarch of what will later become a family fighting for power within itself.

The Aftermath

The Boy with No Mother

The Family Owned

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Sons of the Edisto, Red Loam, manuscripts or related material may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior written permission of R.T. Dickinson.

That was the Place

The doorway of Mizpah.

Go to a place almost forgotten.

It could be anywhere.

I take a walk in the world surrounding my book, Sons of the EdistoAt the end of a path sits a one-room, meeting house. Mizpah was a church created by Methodists in the nineteenth century.

The town around it, Buford’s Bridge, was burned by General Sherman’s troops during the American Civil War. According to legend, Mizpah was used as a stable for the Union Army’s horses.

The historic white church—surrounded by graves and trees with Spanish moss—first captured my imagination when I was ten. I went with my parents and grandparents to a family reunion at Mizpah Church. The five families are the descendents of those who originally lived in Buford’s Bridge.

I won the South Carolina Lieutenant Governor’s Award for Creative Writing in the fifth grade. I wrote an essay about Mizpah.

All I remember about that essay is the award, and how  I described the autumn air as smelling like bacon.

I confess I have no idea where I came up with that description, but Mizpah’s inspiration remained with me long after my much-loved paternal grandparents died.

 

“A white wooden sign reads Mizpah Methodist Church. The black iron gate is closed. Groves of oaks hide the church.” ~ Description from Sons of the Edisto, by R.T. Dickinson.

Sons of the Edisto is a small part in a world made up of research, interviews, true stories, news stories, politics, photography and art. That world began with Mizpah.

I was hesitant to tell any of my father’s relatives about Sons of the Edisto and related projects, such as From Red Loam—a short story collection– or  my photography collection. Six years after I began research, I hardly talk about Mizpah, Sons of the Edisto, or the work I’ve accomplished with relatives or close friends.

I talk or write about that world with other writers, authors and professionals. When I was first inspired by that little church in the middle of nowhere, I was a kid in a Little Mermaid t-shirt.

Writing for Sons of the Edisto commenced when I was 21. I knew then my book and its research would most likely take me a decade, and I am more than halfway there.

All it took to start that commitment was a place almost forgotten; a place remembered by descendents of five families once a year and a little known writer.

By Rebecca T. Dickinson

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