During World War II, a chance meeting led to a long-distance romance forever preserved in letters.
George Vanderbilt’s pampered Jersey herd was the foundation of Biltmore Dairy Farms, but most folks in Asheville remember its milkmen and Winky Bars.
Eastern North Carolina becomes a grim battleground in the fight for control of the state. (Volume 4, Part 5)
For years, a fish at the bottom of the food chain was king in Carteret County. The menhaden industry is gone now, but the songs of the fishermen endure.
“Only when it was gone did we realize what was lost.”
In the ’60s and ’70s, Williams Lake and Lake Artesia became weekend hotspots for teens looking to put on their shagging shoes and let loose.
Every generation makes its own beach memories. Summer in the ’60s was seafood and station wagons, bathing suits and board games. We didn’t realize then what those long, bright days would mean to us now – sunburns and all.
Sedan-size maps of centuries past weren’t as convenient as our smartphones’ GPS, but without them, we would have been lost.
Brilliant artists, poets, and intellectuals established Black Mountain College’s reputation as a bastion of innovative thinkers. The college’s brief, obscure existence — and its avant-garde “Happening” — sealed its legend.