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| Name | Rhonda MATTHEWS [2, 3, 4] | |
| Gender | Female | |
| HIST | of Sumter, South Carolina 'Family' vacations BY RHONDA BARRICK rhondab@theitem.com I remember ... When taking a family trip meant leaving home at night for our destination so that my father could cut down on the amount of times that we asked "When are we going to be there?"; When Dad depended on a road atlas and my mother for directions and not a GPS; Lying side by side with my older sisters on a make-shift pallet in the back of our Chevrolet station wagon staring out the windows as we traveled, looking at the clouds and sharing what shape we saw in each of them. Playing "I Spy" and "Punch Buggy" to break the monotony of the road and stopping only if the majority of us had to use the restroom and my father couldn't stand the pleading anymore. I remember ... Not stopping at a fast-food restaurant to eat, but pulling over at a rest stop along the interstate and eating from an Igloo cooler that Mom had packed with fruit, sandwiches and drinks; Thinking it was a real treat to stop at a Stuckey's along the route, especially the time I was able to talk my father into purchasing a miniature Indian teepee that I just had to have for my Barbie even though it would never be able to fit in it. He knew it, I knew it, but he loved me enough to buy it anyway. I remember ... Watching my father leaning forward in his seat when passing another car as if it was going to hurry us along and the three of us laughing at him behind his back; Listening to Charlie Pride and Conway Twitty until we thought our ears would bleed, but secretly singing the lyrics in our heads because we knew every word to every song. I also remember when the most advanced gizmo in the car was an Etch-a-Sketch, not an i-Pod or a cellphone, and being with each other meant actually talking with one another even if one of us was yelling: "She's touching me!"; When a family vacation meant just that - traveling to see family and not traveling to an amusement park or resort; Arriving at my grandmother's house in Canada after more than 20 hours on the road and feeling it was all worth it when we saw my mother's family, when we sat at the dinner table together and we shared a homemade meal with aunts, uncles and cousins. And the best part of all was slipping into the covers that night and knowing that we would do it all again next year when we went on "family" vacation. ... It could be I'm reminiscing because my 51st birthday and Father's Day will fall on the same day this year and my Dad is no longer here to spend it with him, or maybe it's because I will be passing the half-century mark and I am thankful I CAN still remember. Either way, I realize I am blessed to have these times to look back on. Email Rhonda Barrick at rhondab@theitem.com. Posted in Local news, News on Tuesday, June 7, 2011 [2, 3] | |
| HIST | of Sumter, South Carolina 'Family' vacations BY RHONDA BARRICK rhondab@theitem.com I remember ... When taking a family trip meant leaving home at night for our destination so that my father could cut down on the amount of times that we asked "When are we going to be there?"; When Dad depended on a road atlas and my mother for directions and not a GPS; Lying side by side with my older sisters on a make-shift pallet in the back of our Chevrolet station wagon staring out the windows as we traveled, looking at the clouds and sharing what shape we saw in each of them. Playing "I Spy" and "Punch Buggy" to break the monotony of the road and stopping only if the majority of us had to use the restroom and my father couldn't stand the pleading anymore. I remember ... Not stopping at a fast-food restaurant to eat, but pulling over at a rest stop along the interstate and eating from an Igloo cooler that Mom had packed with fruit, sandwiches and drinks; Thinking it was a real treat to stop at a Stuckey's along the route, especially the time I was able to talk my father into purchasing a miniature Indian teepee that I just had to have for my Barbie even though it would never be able to fit in it. He knew it, I knew it, but he loved me enough to buy it anyway. I remember ... Watching my father leaning forward in his seat when passing another car as if it was going to hurry us along and the three of us laughing at him behind his back; Listening to Charlie Pride and Conway Twitty until we thought our ears would bleed, but secretly singing the lyrics in our heads because we knew every word to every song. I also remember when the most advanced gizmo in the car was an Etch-a-Sketch, not an i-Pod or a cellphone, and being with each other meant actually talking with one another even if one of us was yelling: "She's touching me!"; When a family vacation meant just that - traveling to see family and not traveling to an amusement park or resort; Arriving at my grandmother's house in Canada after more than 20 hours on the road and feeling it was all worth it when we saw my mother's family, when we sat at the dinner table together and we shared a homemade meal with aunts, uncles and cousins. And the best part of all was slipping into the covers that night and knowing that we would do it all again next year when we went on "family" vacation. ... It could be I'm reminiscing because my 51st birthday and Father's Day will fall on the same day this year and my Dad is no longer here to spend it with him, or maybe it's because I will be passing the half-century mark and I am thankful I CAN still remember. Either way, I realize I am blessed to have these times to look back on. Email Rhonda Barrick at rhondab@theitem.com. Posted in Local news, News on Tuesday, June 7, 2011 | |
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| _UID | 047340C265FA4C65BCD690587AF73918C57F | |
| Person ID | I289849 | Singleton and Related Families |
| Last Modified | 13 Mar 2025 | |
| Father | Arthur Gordon MATTHEWS, Jr. | |
| Mother | Verena | |
| _UID | 590CBB504D214D0986DE34AB3397A7FFE797 | |
| _UID | 590CBB504D214D0986DE34AB3397A7FFE797 | |
| Family ID | F194528 | Group Sheet | Family Chart |
| Family 1 | Steven Byron “Steve” BAKER | |||||
| _UID | 71D4D571494F49399CDA8B28B3570FF7DE51 | |||||
| _UID | 71D4D571494F49399CDA8B28B3570FF7DE51 | |||||
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| Family ID | F120679 | Group Sheet | Family Chart | ||||
| Last Modified | 13 Mar 2025 | |||||
| Family 2 | John Earl BARRICK | |
| _UID | 7A05DBFC7190487DB0C7F4ACE5F650D02E4D | |
| _UID | 7A05DBFC7190487DB0C7F4ACE5F650D02E4D | |
| Family ID | F194529 | Group Sheet | Family Chart |
| Last Modified | 23 Mar 2026 | |
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