Thumbs up, down — Idling trucks waste fuelBy Joanie Morris Kannapolis Citizen • Doug Goodnight called to tell us about a thumbs down he observed in Landis. Work is being done on the railroad crossing there and Goodnight saw one of those trucks that can run on the road or the railroad tracks. “It just sat there and idled for hours,” he said. Goodnight thought added the truck driver should have turned his truck off, because of the waste of fuel. Oil was up $8 a barrel on Read More → read more | No Comments »
Cherish and protect your church historyBy Norris Dearmon For the Kannapolis Citizen It appears that as we grow older, history has a lot more meaning to us than when we were much younger. I find it interesting that people can suddenly become interested in a particular piece of history. Church history for our local congregations seems to be very popular these days. It may be because some have been around for 100 years or more now and are celebrating their centennial. Some have become concerned about their archives and the possible loss... read more | No Comments »
Gin-spinner speeded up thread-makingBy Norris Dearmon For the Kannapolis Citizen In the very early beginnings of textiles, everything was made by hand. I remember seeing a pair of hand carding blocks my grandmother had. Her mother had used the blocks in making cloth for many years. The blocks were about 8 or 10 inches long, about 4 inches wide, with handles on each block. On the blocks were rows of small, stiff wires bent on the end to create a kind of comb. By placing cotton or wool on the blocks and pulling it along the two blocks,... read more | No Comments »
Remembering — Dirge for Two VeteransBy Walt Whitman The last sunbeam Lightly falls from the finish’d Sabbath, On the pavement here, and there beyond it is looking, Down a new-made double grave. Lo, the moon ascending, Up from the east the silvery round moon, Beautiful over the house-tops, ghastly, phantom moon, Immense and silent moon. I see a sad procession, And I hear the sound of coming full-key’d bugles, All the channels of the city streets they’re flooding, As with voices and with tears. I hear the great drums pounding, And... read more | No Comments »
There when you need themA few weeks ago, we had the pleasure — if you want to call it that — of calling 911. Connor had fallen, bumped his head and started crying. Just as suddenly, he passed out. Of course, my husband and I were panicked and I immediately picked up the phone while Corey worked to make sure Connor came to and didn’t go to sleep. I never expected to really need to call 911. I’ve got the number to the police department dispatch on speed dial, and I figured it would be easier to just call them than... read more | No Comments »
C.A. Cannon loyalty ran deep hereBy Norris Dearmon For the Kannapolis Citizen C.A. Cannon was always loyal to various groups whom he had dealings with. One of his favorites was the Kannapolis Volunteer Fire Department. He loved to show the new equipment, which the company had bought for the department. Of course, the primary function of the department was to protect all of the properties of the company. They also protected other properties with the help of other local fire departments. Most of the volunteers were employees of the... read more | No Comments »
Remembering Cannon High
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