When I was a kid, Greeleyville was a rocking town. There were two cotton gins, three grocery stores, two furniture stores, a couple of dry good stores, a bank and a drug store. On Saturday the town was filled with people. The back streets had many mules and wagons parked just waiting for the families that were shopping in town to load up the wagons and head for home. There was even a blacksmith shop and a feed store. What a time. Man, things can really change over time.
Right in the center of town was a railroad track that ran through town. There was big depot there with a telegraph office. The telegraph office was open most of the week and you could hear the dits and dots of Morse code most days.
The best part of going by the depot was to hear the stories. On Saturday afternoons