Remembering the men who made his job a joy
A couple of weeks ago, I mentioned some of the colorful and delightful people who made my job as a window clerks at the Clinton Post Office enjoyable. As always there are a few who come to mind after the fact, so now I would like to mention a couple of other guys who made me laugh more times than I can count.
The first one, Mr. Jim Hill worked for the City of Clinton as their “cut-off” person. That being the person who was designated to cut your power or water off if you failed to pay your utility bill.
Jim was a wonderful person and over the year his friendship was very treasured by me. I do not remember what year Jim retired, but it was probably in the mid 80’s.
Anyway, I came to know and enjoy Jim’s visits to the post office on a daily basis, and I also had the pleasure to know his son Eddie, who has also been a good friend over the years and Jim’s pretty daughter, Lynn, who was working at the Spartanburg Lowe’s store the last time I saw her.
I never had the pleasure of knowing Jim’s wife, but she was blessed with a very nice family. Before I forget to mention, Jim’s other daughter was married to another old “mill hill” friend of mine, Maxie Davis, who died at a very young age. And he and his wife were living in Greenwood the last time I talked to them.
The second person I would like to mention was Mr. Jimmy Ellison, who was a Grey Hound bus driver for many years.
Jim Ellison would drive to Columbia and get his assigned bus and drive to Jacksonville, Florida. He would come to spend the night in Jacksonville and drive another bus back to Columbia the next day.
Anyway, Jim had post office box 131 and on his day off, he would come to check his mail. Each time he came to the post office, he would come to the sales counter and tell me a funny joke or tell of one of his experiences or encounters on his bus route.
Many times, after Jim’s visit, I would find myself laughing hours after Jim had left.
The last person whim I would like to mention now was Mr. Ken McCrary from the old M.S. Bailey & Son, Bankers.
Ken was full of himself all the times, but I had the most fun out of him on many April Fools days.
One April first, I called the bank and asked for Ken, knowing that he was at the Post Office. I left a message for him to call Mr. Pete Moss at Plemmon’s nursery in Spartanburg.
These men, who I have mentioned, were a pleasure to know and associate with, and a lot of times I think would our world be a lot better now if we still had men like these.
(Tommy Kitchens lives in Clinton.)