I am a native South Carolinian who normally sits back and observes what is going on around him. But this past Memorial Day morning as I sat at my computer watching the sun slowly creep up, I was inspired to speak my mind about the goings on of this great county we live in.
I don’t want to cause trouble but as a son of a Vietnam veteran, the grandson of a World War II veteran, the great nephew of several uncles who were stationed at Pearl Harbor that December morning, I would like for people to stop and think long and hard before heading into the voting booth this November.