DeWitt column: The Cucumber Patch Kid


Columns share an author’s personal perspective.*****Sometime back in the early 1970s, when the drugs and the love were free, my parents decided to conceive me in a cucumber patch.Well, perhaps I should clarify that statement a bit. I don’t think I was actually conceived in a cucumber field that steamy summer. The man that would become my father held out and stayed strong until one sultry, South Carolina September evening in the Coosawhatchie River, when the fish and […]  » Read More

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