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When the Tailgate Drops
Jamie with her brother 1995. On a crisp fall night driving down an old game management road in Edgefield County, we ease off to the side near a creek and shut off the truck. It’s quiet and so dark there’s not a star in the sky. Silence breaks when the coon dogs rustle around inside their dog box, excited about going to work. We climb out the truck and walk to the tailgate to a pair of anxious hounds, a Treeing Walker (Molly) and a Black and Tan (Ellie). They leap from the tai

Jamie Pearson
Dec 10, 20255 min read
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