Moncks Corner: A look back

  • Wednesday, February 13, 2013

I was born here in this great old town back in the early 1950’s in the old Berkeley County Hospital. 
My memory of Moncks Corner continued until 1971 when I left home for college, not returning until 2004 with the exceptions of occasional visits home. 
To me, what made this old town so wonderful were the people, many of whom I am privileged to be kin to. If my family and I weren’t kin to them then they were wonderful and dear friends. 
My father was Arthur McCants, who ran a small “mom and pop” grocery story in an old clap-board building. It was located between the old dime store owned and operated by Harold Harvey and his dear wife Francis, and Mr. Ed Law’s appliance store. Where that old building was is nothing but a wooden fence now. 
The old dime store is now the Citi Trends store. Though Harold was a good bit older than me he was my first cousin.  He is gone now, I’m sad to say, but Francis is still puttering around in her home in Pinopolis. 
Mr. Law long ago retired and the old appliance store was just recently cleared out and some other business is being put in there.  He actually owned the building my Dad’s store was in.  If you are a fan of the old television show, “The Waltons,” Ike Godsey’s store was in many ways like my Dad’s store. 
To this day I can, in my mind, put all the products right where Dad always had them … the Robin Hood Flour, Tide, various kinds of soup, Sunbeam Honey Buns and everything else. Too bad they don’t make those honey buns like they use to. They actually had honey all over it and in the middle they had a sugary, buttery substance that was a pure delight to the taste buds. Boy! I can taste them now!
If you wanted to learn the latest news in town all you had to do is just go to my Dad’s store at noon, get yourself a Coke or Pepsi, and one of them good, lip-smacking honey buns, and you would hear everything you wanted to know – some things you didn’t – because everybody who was anybody was there. 
There was Mr. Powell, the postmaster, Mr. Pat DeHay, who I was privileged to call Mr. Pat, two World War I Veterans, and a bunch of others. Mr. Pat was a wonderful guy and a dear friend, and if there was a fish in the lake, he’d catch it. He loved to fish!  Every time he’d come into the old store, I’d ask him, “Mr. Pat, How big a fish did you catch this week?” 
He’d laugh and say, “Well, they were about this size,” and with the index finger on left hand he’d cross his hand showing the size of the fish. 
Mr. Powell and my Dad were widely known for their energetic yet friendly discussions on various subjects from politics to gardening.  But they were the best of friends. With each discussion they would end up laughing.  That is always a sign of good friendship.  
Mr. Cohen of Barron’s Department store on Main Street was a witness to many of these energetic discussions and remembers the laughter that would follow.
 
Do you have any memories of the things I’ve shared, or of your own childhood in Moncks Corner? I would be privileged if you would share them with me. Contact me at clyde.mccants@yahoo.com.

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