Pacolet River Flood Monument

 

My grandfather was an employee at the Clifton #2 Mill and a longtime Clifton resident. His house overlooked the Pacolet River, and in my childhood, I spent many days playing in, on, and around it. I fancied myself a modern-day Huck Finn/Tom Sawyer. I still can’t imagine the normally lazy river overflowing its banks in a destructive rage, but on the morning of June 6th, 1903, that is exactly what happened. Continue reading “Pacolet River Flood Monument”