I am the new kid on the block at The McDuffie Mirror and new to the Thomson area.
My first impression of Thomson was, of course, on the phone to set up my interview with Editor Jason B. Smith. I learned that Jason always has a lot of things going on at once, but he is able to slow down and be friendly at the same time. His directions to the newspaper office were "get off the interstate, turn left, go through five traffic lights, and there you'll see the green roof of the office on the left."
It sounded simple and quick. But I am accustomed to traveling Washington Road and Broad Street in Augusta, where "five traffic lights" covers about one-eighth of a mile. So when I turned left off the interstate onto Washington Road, which then became Main Street, which then became Jackson Street, I became panicky. There was so much distance between each traffic light, I couldn't remember if I'd just driven through number three or four, and the next traffic light was nowhere in sight.
My first day on the job, Jason and Kristopher Wells took me on a driving tour. At one point on the tour, we drove past Pine Top Farm, where I met Mr. Glenn Wilson and his mother, Ruth Wilson.
The Wilsons sincerely welcomed me - I felt as if I'd been in Thomson all my life. I bumped into Mr. Wilson again the next day at the Rotary Club meeting, but had to admit that I didn't recognize him without his straw farmer's hat. He was still wearing his friendly welcome smile, though.
Jason and Kristopher's tour continued down the road into Dearing. I wasn't quite sure where we were going, but it seems I wasn't the only one. After making a wrong turn, Jason and Kristopher didn't recognize where they were, either. So much for depending on them for directions to events I'll be covering!
Further down the road, I began to think "it seems like we're in the middle of nowhere." At that moment, we came to a school zone.Kristopher said "There's Dearing Elementary, it looks like it's in the middle of nowhere, but it's really not." Had he read my mind?
No sooner were these words out of Kristopher's mouth, when a combine pulled in front of us. Later, as we lunched at the Dearing Cafe, (a great place to eat, by the way,) Kristopher, Jason, and the other men in the cafe mused over who was driving the combine.
In case you can't read my mind, I'll enlighten you: my first day here, I discovered that Thomson is probably the friendliest place in the South, and I look forward to meeting everyone in the community. And if you see someone who looks lost, it's probably me, the new girl in the area. So, please stop and point me in the right direction.