True Tales of Crime from the blotter of the Orangeburg County Sheriff’s Office


Crime Wave in my hometown




Now the location of Orangeburg’s Parks and Recreation Department, this was my grandfathers home where I spent much of my youth. The house was built in 1925 after the original home on the property, which belonged to my great-grandfather, had burned down on Christmas Day 1923. (photo courtesy Orangeburg Parks and Recreation Dept)



I grew up in the small Southern town of Orangeburg in the low country of South Carolina. My family has lived in that part of South Carolina for generations; long before the Civil War. (The town is not name for oranges, since oranges do not grow in South Carolina. William and Mary of the Royal House of Orange had come to throne of England in the years before Orangeburg was established and the town is named for the dynasty. There is even a Prince of Orange mall).

Because of my traumatic youth and absence of close relatives, I never visit Orangeburg. Except for a few, all school friends of my youth now live in Charleston.

Occasionally I do look at the web site of The Times and Democrat, my local newspaper, who were kind enough to interview me several times when my first novel was published. Some months back I came across the following crime report which I thought you might find amusing:

Orangeburg County Sheriff’s Department —December 15th 2013


“An Orangeburg woman planned to move into her boyfriend’s Liberty Street residence Sunday, but when she saw the condition of his digs, she had a change of heart.

Giving her man another chance to clean up his residence, she went back another day, according to an Orangeburg County Sheriff’s Office incident report.

The second visit and inspection made her none the happier, and she told her boyfriend that “she would not be moving in” with him, the report states.

In response, her beau allegedly “dumped a cooler of water” on top of her and “removed her weave from her head,” according to the report.

The woman declined to press charges but told law enforcement she did want her pocketbook back from the man’s residence.

Escorted by law enforcement, she went to his house and got her pocketbook, absent her driver’s license, keys, phone and credit card. The man was nowhere to be found so she informed officers she would talk to him later about the missing items.”




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