tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335860191107078649.post2367531828923678673..comments2023-08-04T13:27:26.985-04:00Comments on Generations Down a Red Dirt Road: What Sacrifices Did Your Ancestors Make For You?Darnell Baker, Generations Down A Red Dirt Roadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07512443678175842013noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1335860191107078649.post-63808564402198695922016-02-24T20:31:27.163-05:002016-02-24T20:31:27.163-05:00Charles was my dad's mom's dad's broth...Charles was my dad's mom's dad's brother (My grandmom's uncle). I was raised in Elberton, GA and never knew about Honea Path or what happened. It wasn't until I was the Associate Pastor of Honea Path Pentecostal Holiness Church for about a year that my grandmother told me her uncle was one of the ones killed. The church was a mill church, and I could walk out of my office, look right, and the mill was 50 yards away. Where I now live in HP is literally 30 seconds walk from the field they held the funerals in (the 2nd from last photo you have). I teach South Carolina history now, and tomorrow I teach the Uprising of '34 to my students. Here's to our relative Charles.Rev. A. Charles Erwinnoreply@blogger.com