Page 1 Page 2 Page 3 Page 4 Page 5 Page 6 Page 7 Page 8 Page 9 Page 10 Page 11 Page 12 Page 13 Page 14 Page 15 Page 16 Page 17 Page 18 Page 19 Page 20 Page 21 Page 22 Page 23 Page 24 Page 25 Page 26 Page 27 Page 2820 | Summer 2016 An Ode to the Waccamaw River To escape into her waters, even for an hour, is to enter a world of unrefined beauty unlike any other. Undoubtedly, the Waccamaw River connects us to something greater than our individual selves; it ties us to history, to business, to each other. Conway is a town connected to the river in more ways than one. To many passersby, the area’s most noteworthy feature is the body of water that moves through the heart of town — a river distinguished by its unique, dark color derived from the tannins of decomposing leaf debris. Beyond that, the Waccamaw River is a living memorial to Conway’s deep history — one that shapes our story and connects us to our present. The Waccamaw is more than the heart of the community; rather, it acts as a vital capillary, pulsing, flowing and sustaining life in Conway. It helps us identify who we are and where we came from — a lesson in lifestyle that cannot be learned from a textbook. Above: A 1959 photograph showing the Waccamaw River and bridge, and a small boat with one passenger. Below: A 1958 photograph showing the bridge being built near the Waccamaw River. Photos provided by the S.C. Department of Archives and History.