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Great story Don. Guilford County had liquor by the drink way before Alamance County did. We would go to Kembers in Gibsonville or Brightwood on US 70 right before you get to Sedalia. Brightwood’s most famous customer was Elvis. He ate there after leaving Burlington after performing at Burlington Williams’ auditorium.
The joke goes, “Tar Heels will vote NO on alcohol as long as they can stagger to the polls.” What great satire that the first southern state in that sotted region to take out the legitimate business of making and selling strong spirits over its self-image of piety should be dubbed by so many as the ‘Moonshine State.’ ‘Tis one of history’s greatest challenges to Esse Quam Videri I think.
Because my Deddy ran a hardware store he knew from the consistency of certain purchases alone who in our part of Chatham was ‘making.’ It wasn’t just a few. For decades and decades you couldn’t buy beer, wine, or liquor in Chatham or most counties. (I believe the entire drive from Charlotte to the Triangle was dry as a bone in those days — a point of much distress to cosmopolitan Mecklenburg-settled State and Carolina fans on college football Saturdays) By the 1960s Wet Spots dotted the Tar Heel landscape and in the summer of 1967 the NC General Assembly passed a law permitting “brown bagging” of liquor (and set-ups) in restaurants and private clubs. Governor Dan K. Moore signed the bill into law. County-by-county then chose whether or not to permit ABC stores in their jurisdiction. Eventually municipalities might do the same. VFW Huts could sell to Vets, of which a half-century of world war had produced a goodly number (and there were many nods, winks, and side-door hand-offs perpetrated by way of that ‘patriotic’ loophole to be sure), and of course 1,000s of bootlegger joints and drink houses had long existed across the state.
Still, public drinking was deemed evil and churches backed the power of that basic tenet of Tar Heel Life. Imbibing went on as always but opprobrium demanded that in most places those who partook should slink and sneak around to do it. State-run liquor stores were not to be found in so-called ‘dry counties’ like Chatham. When traveling to besotted cesspools like Raleigh, Greensboro, Sanford, and Oak Island my parents always told me the letters on the signs spied out the window (ABC) stood for “Apples, Bananas, and Candy,” leaving me to wonder why, when we liked all those things, we never stopped!
Eventually enough folks moved in from ‘other places’ that Chatham got an ABC Store in Pittsboro on a municipal vote. That hurt the bootleggers and liquor houses only a little I suspect. It has always been interesting to note that the Pittsboro store was close to the Courthouse AND had hidden parking around back. I’ve heard tell that some ABC Stores purposely put up such ‘Deacon Walls’ for the carefully covert parking they afforded. Of course some places weren’t under the thumb of the Southern Baptists (or was it the moonshiners?) — Alamance and Randolph counties went wet long before Chatham making towns like Eli Whitney and Liberty popular with denizens of #DeepChatham in need of legal drink. Lost a good bit of tax revenue too.
It bothered my Southern Baptist parents a great deal that their one-time Sunday School Teaching son turned so hard and fast to tending bar (24 years at the rail by my best count). I think that once they understood the lucrativeness of the trade (Southern Baptists YES, but good Capitalists too) AND that I was actually barred from drinking while working they made their fitful peace with my line of work. Still, if they came by to communicate with me while I was tending at Tijuana Fats on Rosemary Street in Chapel Hill, with the bar and the bottles so prominent upon entry, they refused to come inside and would send a message with a passerby they corraled that they were in the parking lot and that I should come outside to meet with them. North Carolina’s relationship with alcohol has always shown that tension-the one between the Bible and the Buck.
#OTD (May 26) in 1908 North Carolinians Voted 68-32% for Prohibition, becoming the first domino to fall in the Temperance campaign that resulted in national Prohibition via the 18th Amendment in 1920. When the 21st Amendment passed in 1933, rescinding the 18th, NC was one of two that voted NO. North Carolina Voters Approve Prohibition
Great story Don. Guilford County had liquor by the drink way before Alamance County did. We would go to Kembers in Gibsonville or Brightwood on US 70 right before you get to Sedalia. Brightwood’s most famous customer was Elvis. He ate there after leaving Burlington after performing at Burlington Williams’ auditorium.
Certainly true here in Burlington. I don’t know how much money Alamance County getting liquor by the drink cost Kembers, but I’m sure it was a bunch.I suspect there are a great many "crossing the county line" stories associated with alcohol in North Carolina History.
When local option liquor by the drink finally passed in NC, I was living in Raleigh. The N&O had a reporter stationed at the state-run liquor warehouse where restaurants, who received permission/license to serve liquor by the drink, could pick up alcohol. Needless to say, there was a line of trucks at the gate that first day. A very prominent Raleigh restaurant had sent a truck to wait all night so it could be the first restaurant to serve a legal alcoholic drink. But as the gate started sliding to the side, a motorcycle slipped past all the waiting truck and through the opening gate. The motorcyclist purchased one case of bourbon, strapped on the back of his motorcycle, and raced back to his bar, were a group of regulars had gathered that morning to start day with the first legal liquor by drink service in Raleigh.I suspect there are a great many "crossing the county line" stories associated with alcohol in North Carolina History.
Completely irrelevent side comment to the above post. I grew up in Eastern NC and was a member of the Boy Scouts. My council was named the Tuscarora Council. My district, a subunit of the Council, was the Torahunta District. I had always wondered if these two names were just pulled out of a hat or if they had some actual relation to pre-Colonial Native American tribes in Eastern NC. I now have my answer.
Listening to where you live is fascinating. In the case of North Carolina it is ironic that a place that contains significant population numbers that are so resistant-to-linguistic-diversity would have historically had so many languages spoken (and continues in that trend today). One could make the argument that of the original 13 colonies that The Tar Heel State has a greater foundation of more languages than any other. Pre-Invasion Algonquian, Siouxian, and Iroquoian bases were spread across some 30 American Indian groups. British English, Spanish, German, French, versions of Gaelic, and even Swedish were spoken by the European invaders. Free and enslaved Africans spoke multiple languages. Most recently Mesoamericans have brought multiple indigenous languages from that region. Guatemalans alone have come to NC speaking not simple Spanish but at least 8 Mayan languages (K’iché, Kanjobal, Kakchikel, Tzutujil, Awakateko, Chalteko, Mam, and Keqché).
Figure in what NCSU linguist Walt Wolfram outlines in ‘Talkin Tar Heel: How Our Voices Tell The Story of North Carolina’ as the dialect heterogeneity stretching from the Outer Banks through the Piedmont into Appalachia and overlay that with accents and word-choices rooted in history and, again, North Carolina is an incredibly rich mosaic of How To Talk.
One of the groups that arrived in North Carolina in the late 19th century was The Waldensians, who spoke an Alpine French (I suspect flecked with Italian). #OTD (May 29) in 1893 Waldensians arrived in Burke County, NC. From the Italian/French borderlands in The Alps, overcrowding and land scarcity sent them searching for new lands. In NC they founded Valdese, one of the largest of several Waldensian settlements in the Americas. Textiles and Stoneworking have been associated with them in NC. Other destinations were New York City, Chicago, Missouri, Texas and Utah. Waldensian stonemasons worked in the construction of Asheville’s Biltmore Estate and The Grove Park Inn. Many other examples of timeless Waldensian stone work like The Old Rock School in the town of Valdese enrich The Land of The Sky. The Waldensians fled religious persecution in Italy and sought safety in the United States. Immigrant refugees the likes of which this country once welcomed theirs is yet another story of a past in danger of becoming little remembered and no longer heeded. Waldenses Settle in Burke County ALSO SEE: The Waldensians in North Carolina - Appalachian History
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Completely irrelevent side comment to the above post. I grew up in Eastern NC and was a member of the Boy Scouts. My council was named the Tuscarora Council. My district, a subunit of the Council, was the Torahunta District. I had always wondered if these two names were just pulled out of a hat or if they had some actual relation to pre-Colonial Native American tribes in Eastern NC. I now have my answer.
It was a brand-new policeman in Murphy that caught Eric Rudolph rooting through dumpsters looking for food. The area had been repeatedly searched by the FBI and State Police. I have always wondered if the reason that Eric Rudolph was not caught earlier was because he was getting assistance from the Murphy Police Department. And the new guy had not yet been vetted on the "Rudolph Secret" so as to ignore his presence. And the "new guy" let the news of Rudolph's capture get outside the "Murphy Bubble" before the other members of the police force could cover it up. Don't know that is what happened, but it is not inconsistent with other irregularities I have seen in small town police departments. ETA: The "new" guy who arrested Rudolph was also gay, yet another reason the other Murphy police officers would not have let him in on the "Rudolph Secret."
He claimed the Olympics were a socialist event as part of his justification for his terrorist bombing (1996). In 4 other bombings he struck out against Gay Rights and A Woman’s Right to Choose. He was driven by hatred and misinformation campaigns that had inundated him with propaganda his entire life. “Modern” Conservatism fueled this terrorist’s acts and even still continues to do so via trumpism and a ‘look-the-other-way’ refusal to take responsibility for actions taken. #OTD (May 31) in 2003 Anti-Choice/Anti-GayRights terrorist bomber Eric Rudolph was captured by local LEOs in Murphy, NC. In 5 bombings he had killed 2 & injured 100+. Fugitive Bomber’s Run Ended in Murphy
I never knew Cornelia never returned to Biltmore. But her descendants sure did right by Biltmore and North Carolina by turning it into a regional powerhouse for money, jobs, and tourists. I have never have complained and I hope I never do complain about how much a tour of Biltmore costs. If nothing else, it puts into perspective how valuable NC taxes are in maintaining the wonders of NC.
My mother could be emphatic about things and she had ‘sayings.’ One of her favorites was, “She thinks she’s ‘Mizriz’ Vanderbilt!” She used that phrase when she thought someone was acting elitist. I don’t know if it came from ‘The Vanderbilts’-so tied to Tar Heel fortunes through The Biltmore Estate in #Asheville, or from #AmyVanderbilt, the mid-20th century Queen of Etiquette (look her up)-probably both. At any rate, the Vanderbilts did symbolize unimaginable wealth during my Momma’s life (1917-2012). Today, the family’s lone place in the public eye is held by #AndersonCooper, who is the son of Gloria Vanderbilt (who lived a life in the limelight as a fashion designer too and may also have been caught up in my Momma’s ‘saying’). #OTD (June 1) in 1898 George Washington Vanderbilt (d. 1914, he had a claim to richest man-USA) wed Edith Dresser in Paris. Dresser then became the “Mistress of Biltmore,” the nation’s largest house. (#AVL). Edith (d.1958) was also key to developing the NC State Fair.
G.W. and Edith were the parents of Cornelia (1900-1976) who moved to New York City to study art, then across the Atlantic to Paris where, dying her hair bright pink, she began going by the name Nilcha. She never returned to Biltmore. Her first husband’s family, the Cecils (pronounced Seh-sull) came into ownership of Biltmore. Cornelia married two more times, lastly to her London waiter, Bill Goodsir with whom she spent four years until she died in Oxfordshire, England in 1976. Perhaps the most remarkable “Mizriz Vanderbilt” of them all.
The Vanderbilts of Biltmore Marry in Paris
My opinion of Edith Vanderbilt is based on the book The Last Castle. She was a remarkable, admirable woman.I never knew Cornelia never returned to Biltmore. But her descendants sure did right by Biltmore and North Carolina by turning it into a regional powerhouse for money, jobs, and tourists. I have never have complained and I hope I never do complain about how much a tour of Biltmore costs. If nothing else, it puts into perspective how valuable NC taxes are in maintaining the wonders of NC.