Two modern wings enclose a turn-of-the-century smokehouse.
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The smokehouse living room.
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One of the farm’s millstones, built into the floor.
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A guest bedroom.
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The master bedroom.
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Hats hung on spinning pickers from an old cotton harvester.
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A trunk that once held Hal’s great aunt’s clothes when she would travel by train to Raldolph-Macon College.
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An open-air dining room allows for al fresco meals with a view.
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A view of the family’s land from outside the open-air pavilion.
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A reclaimed tabled by Charleston woodworker Capers Cauthen in the open-air pavilion.
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The smokehouse’s original diagonally slatted door remains (as does the rusted basketball hoop).
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A view of the smokehouse and new pavilion.
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“When you’re sitting out here, and the sun’s setting, and it gets quiet and you can hear the frogs, it’s such a peaceful feeling. You get a deeper apprecation for it all.”— Hal Turner
For almost fifty years, they carried the bags of golf legends but also masterminded victories from the tees to the holes. Then, with one decision, their lives shifted, and the legacy of their glory days went unheralded. Finally, that’s changing