Diamond City, NC Community Leaders
Reprinted from Carteret Love Song by Gretchen Guthrie Guthrie
I see mulatto Sam Windsor ferrying people backward and forward to mainland, and his pretty wife and daughters. I hear the Bankers singing “How Tedious and Tasteless the Hours” at the graveside services on Shackleford Banks when Sam died. It was Sam’s favorite hymn and many were the times his voice could be heard raised in supplication:
Oh, drive these dark clouds from my sky;
No Banker was more respected than Sam, so all of the villagers attended his funeral. Divine Guthrie, preacher and boat builder, was there with his wife Sally Ann. Divine lived on the lump next to Sam’s and it was with a heavy heart he preached Sam’s funeral and lad his neighbor and friend to rest.
I see Grandpa Ap’s dwelling house at the head of Johnson’s Bay on Core Banks ... the beautiful cedar trees all around it. I feel the thudding whomp of axes chopping at the tree trunks, and I can see the glint of the sun on the newly honed as heads. I can inhale the scent of cedar wood as the hearts of the trees are laid bare. I hear the voice of Grandpa Aps as he warns, “Boy’s, I fear leveling will be our undoing.” And today that warning echoes from the past and rings up and down Core, Shackleford and Bogue Banks.
I see Core Sound working alive with mullets in the fall of the year ... mullets so plentiful that three back-up nets do not catch them all.
I see clouds foreboding bad weather ... birds that fly before snow .... kegs of salt fish on the “pizer” ... hunters in the woods below ... flowering fruit trees in spring ... bean poles in a garden row ...
From "Our Shared Past"
prepared for the Diamond City & Ca'e Bankers Reunion, August 1999
as a collection of writings, research and recollections to tell the story
of the Banks communities.
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