How ya,ll doin? I,m Phil Corder from,SC---family connections to Parrish,Fow,Shealy,Smith,Jones,Leaphart,Bagwell,and more---anyway,my dads gone now "Felix Corder"his g.granddad was Emanuel Martin,a 5th Sarg.w/ Ridge Spring Reg. of SC,1861,along w/ bro. Morgan,CSA-----and he used ta take me huntin,here in tha sandhills of SC, back in the 1950s,we,d leave fore dark,in his pickup w/ doz. foxhounds,by dusk we,d meet up w/ my Uncle,and Granddad Parrish,maybe, back then we had plenty empty countryside full OLD dirt roads(semi-wilderness)in the lowerer midlands and low country of SC-----turn the dogs out at dark,and listen to um run FOX till daylite,whenever the barkin got sparse or to far away,GDad,d take out his fox horns and callum ta turn the fox, or we,d jump into tha pickups and try ta find a way to get closer to where they were runnin---gray fox had a habit of runin in circles,but if they jumped a red or Silver, they might head down a railroad track and wind up 50 miles away by daylite-----Dad told me many many huntin stories of them huntin before I was born,it went way on back thru the family to tha 1800s and beyond---Dad had a dog he bought from Ariz.,was part wolf,they would have challeges to see who had the fastest dog,big time hunters would bring dog packs from the upstate ,even from mtns a NC,to run,and bet on their dogs,daddys wolf dog was so fast that you could hear him tongunin way up ahead a all the pack dogs,the upstaters warned daddy to not let his wolfdog,ruin their BIG dollar dogs,but he did,their dogs ran themselfs into the ground tryin ta keep up-----a couple of um died even----daddy sold our wolfdog,(I wish I could remember his name now'''')but its been nearly 50yrs ago now---to one the upstaters,he came back down bout a year later,to run fox w/ us---daddy asked him where the wolfdog was,he said he had ta shoot him---couldn,t find any dogs that,d run w/ him,lost a couple more tryin-----