A Fake Story

On the way back from Daytona I saw the signs for Branchville near where
95 and 26 intersect. Branchville was the home of the Swamp Man whom I
learned to blow glass from at his place there in the swamp on the banks
of the Edisto River. Branchville I think is the location of the first
train crossing in the state… from which its name came. The Edisto
River is the longest black water river in the world… probably in part
because its meanders and doubles back on itself so much there in the
flatlands.

It was about 2000 when I found him online while looking for information
about torch working glass. Thats where you make pieces using pyrex glass
by heating it in a special torch. The Swamp Man had a furnace with a
crucible inside full of molten glass… you dip a stainless steel
blowpipe into it to “gather” molten glass on the end of it… then you
add color… more glass.. and more heat… in the “glory hole” before
blowing it into something cool.