Beaumont, South Carolina
John looked upon his hometown with new eyes. He had learned things he could not unlearn. He was a man on a mission – one that superseded all the emotions and beliefs he had ever possessed. As he drove past the pecan orchards on the periphery of town, he hardly noticed the majesty of nature that typically engrossed him. He passed the old “haunted house” he and his friends had dared to enter on teenage Saturday nights. Only the bravest had ever ventured upstairs, where John & a few close friends knew there was a chair, just like the one from All In The Family. The significant difference was that this chair was missing a half moon from the area designed to comfort the occupant"s head. This chair"s final occupant had known no comfort. The dark brown stains on the chai
