Cleveland County

Yeah, definitely.

No, and Lakeisha doesn't know this yet, but we're going to be out in Cleveland County over Thanksgiving handing out turkeys with some of our folks that helped us organize a lines dance before the election cycle.

So we've already got plans for post-election and what we're going to be able to do.

We're excited about it.

He drew this district for himself.

He is from Cleveland County, and the district includes parts of Mecklenburg County around the lake and then in the southwest.

Those are Democratic.

And then it stretches Gaston, Cleveland, Burke, Rutherford.

And one of the cops that arrived is actually Chief Deputy Derwin Briscoe.

He's from the Cleveland County Sheriff's Office.

And he was...

Pretty shocked when he saw whose house it was that he was arriving to because he had gone to school with Asha's parents and he had known that family for a very long time.

They put it in everyone's face.

They're like, if you have seen her, now you know that she's missing.

It also directs people to call the Cleveland County Sheriff's Office or the FBI.

They're hoping that this will just jog someone's memory.

It's about a third of Mecklenburg County.

And then it goes into Gaston, Cleveland, Rutherford, Polk and Burke.

For those who don't know what these counties mean, basically from the Charlotte area all the way west into the mountains, not quite to Asheville.

So it's a significant portion, significant area, everything from urban to rural, to mountains, to actually some flat land as well.

If you just imagine the 485 loop, I have most everything outside of it, both northwest and south of the 485 loop in Mecklenburg.

And then I have all of Gaston County off Cleveland County, all of Rutherford County, all of Burke County.

And then most of Polk County, almost one end of the other is about a two to two and a half hour drive.

So it's a, it's a, it's a big district.

That's what they call him in Shelby.

Cleveland County's version.

Supposedly, because how the origins, there's the origin story.

Roger Patterson.

I think every area or region has its own version of some sort of monster that lives.

We have Normie.

Like I said, Cleveland County has Nobby.

He's real.

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Sergeant Mark Self is a Cleveland County deputy, didn't see the creature this time.

There was a 8 to 10-foot hairy man-looking person-

But remembers the stories of a Sasquatch when he was a kid

Mayfield was right there when it happened, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Uh, Baltimore Ravens quarterback Lamar Jackson could still play this Sunday in Cleveland.

His chances are slimming.

A bullet or two, a button, a brass plate from a soldier's belt, served well enough for mementos of my visit, with a letter which I picked up, directed to Richmond, Virginia, its seal unbroken.

N.C. Cleveland County, E. Wright to J. Wright.

On the other side, a few lines from W. L. Vaughan, who has just been writing for the wife to her husband, and continues on his own account.

The postscript Tell John that Nancy's folks are all well and has a very good little crop of corn a-growing.

I wonder if, by one of those strange chances of which I have seen so many, this number or leaf of the Atlantic will not sooner or later find its way to Cleveland County, North Carolina, and E. Wright, widow of James Wright, and Nancy's folks, get from these sentences the last glimpse of husband and friend as he threw up his arms and fell in the bloody cornfield of Antietam.

I will keep this stained letter for them until peace comes back, if it comes in my time, and my pleasant North Carolina rebel of the Middleton Hospital will perhaps look these poor people up and tell them where to send for it.

On the battlefield I parted with my two companions, the chaplain and the philanthropist.

And further west, on an isolated mountain trail, a camper watches an enormous dog-like animal approach on two legs.

In Cleveland County, two children insist that a wolfman is moving back and forth across their grandfather's backyard, while the adults standing beside them see nothing.

In another account, a man searching the woods for his missing cat hears a dog crying in distress.

He switches off his flashlight, moves closer, and sees something he wishes he had never found.

She understood why someone might have difficulty accepting it.

Even to her, it sounded like something invented.

The setting was an old farmhouse in the upper end of Cleveland County, North Carolina during the early nineteen eighties.

Her grandfather lived there.