Mildred Moore is busy with her favorite activity: making houses from clothespins during arts and crafts time. This spirited woman has raised two generations of kids — whom she fondly calls her “babies” — at the Scotland Neck Education and Recreation Foundation, otherwise known as “The SNERF.” Although she spent most of her adult life in Washington, D.C., the Scotland Neck native returned to her hometown in 1997 with a vision to create “a clean, safe haven” for the community’s youth to play, get tutoring, and learn important life skills. She raised money, gathered volunteers, and even used her own handsaw to clear the trees to build the center. Today, different names and faces fill the brick building on East 11th Street, but Moore can still be found there on weekday afternoons, shaping clothespin houses and future leaders.
In North Carolina, spring brings the scent of fresh-cut grass and memories of helping Dad mow the lawn.
Nostalgic burger joints are like time machines, delivering something extra special that keeps us coming back.
This tiny city block in downtown Greensboro once had a gigantic reputation. Not so much for its charbroiled beef patties — though they, too, were plentiful — but for its colorful characters and their wild shenanigans.
In the 1950s, as Americans hit freshly paved roads in shiny new cars during the postwar boom, a new kind of restaurant took shape: the drive-in. From those first thin patties to the elaborate gourmet hamburgers of today, North Carolina has spent the past 80 years making burger history.
