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February 2014

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Outer Banks Brewing Station to Host Infamous Side Show Join the world renown Hellzapoppin Circus Sideshow Revue for a night of fire, glass, and mind-blowing stunts By Derek Baker Outer Banks Hellzapoppin is coming to town. A group of misfit artists drawn together by a passion for performing, these talented men and women have graced the stages of Ripley’s Believe It or Not, The Guinness Book of World Records, Sturgis, OZZfest and a multitude of other venues nationwide. Reminiscent of a Vaudeville Side Show, the members of Hellzapoppin have become a family, traveling nationwide in a reconditioned prison bus born from the creativity and imagination of a man that the group has come to know as “The Govna.” Audiences will be entranced by acts ranging from sword swallowing to the infamous Blade Box Illusion. Much like a ride on the rickety red bus these nomads journey from show to show in, onlookers will travel to a world of depth and excitement, imagination and nightmares; a wild ride described on their website as an “underground Rock-n-Roll Circus Sideshow where some of the most deadly stunts in live entertainment are performed.” bertie pasquotank camden currituck hertford dare gates chesapeake edenton elizabeth city perquimans The Outer Banks of North Carolina is no stranger to Hellzapoppin; the group has been hosted at The Outer Banks Brewing Station in the past, bringing their unique flare for the unimaginable to an island that houses its own exclusive array of entertainers and starving artists. Spectators can be prepared to meet fire breathers, glass eaters, contortionists, and a wide variety of lost souls whose abilities and affinities shine with passion and enthusiasm. Much like their website explains, it is not that these oddities are “incapable of getting hourly jobs,” it’s that they couldn’t imagine doing anything else. Their love of the spotlight keeps their audience entranced by the imaginative uniqueness only found in a group of vigilantes and visionaries. The initial foundation for Hellzapoppin was founded by The Govna himself; formed in 2008, the group has gained traction as a spectacle of creative artists performing stunts that leave audiences nationwide stunned and always wanting more. Don’t miss out on the show of a lifetime; a show that will hold you as captive as the prisoners once housed in the bus that these artist now call home. e y i i a z n y p i a s c t b r a e q o c i g e h e u a o i q p t s a e e a o e q f i p k n t p s t a d y t i c h t e b a z i l e n t d a r s d p s r h n u e u s q d z e a q a e n h t t d s n a m i u q r e p p u e k k e r i o u t d n a i b e r t i e t m f m a Local Counties & Cities Word Search $5 off any service 252-455-1360 603 East Fearing St Elizabeth City

Outer Banks We have all driven by those historical homes that decorate our local highway. Some are perfectly restored, others left in the middle, and most dilapidated. Perhaps it evokes old memories, or tickles the curiosities as to who may have lived there. Maybe it encourages wonder, and so begins the thought process of how one might restore it. Though the sunlight hits the porches and columns just as it did 200 years ago, so much has changed. There was a time when those old living rooms were filled with the laughter of children, and the fields were plowed early in the morning as the sun rolled into the crops. But now they sit, swallowed by the earth, and wound tight with flowered vines. Edmund McHorney left behind more than a memory and a few stories told across kitchen tables late at night. Sooted hand prints adorn bead boarded walls, and rough cut planked floorboards are worn in the patterns of one man’s routine. Edmund was born in this home, and in all of it’s years it never saw indoor plumbing or electricity. Mr. McHorney was known as a simple man that lead a very quiet and reserved life in Currituck County. Spending his days tending to hogs, watermelons, irish potatos and sweet potatos for money crops. He also grew corn and soybeans for hay to feed his mules and hogs. Occasionally he would travel by way of a watermelon boat to Light Street in Baltimore. He may have been looking for a little night life. You might have seen him riding around town in his 1931 Pontiac Coupe. He never bothered with a turning indicator when turning into his driveway, as everyone in town knew where he was headed. Never married, and father to none, it was his nephew that made sure to infuse some silliness into his life. His nephew Travis tells of a story that you can’t help but smile at. When Edmund would turn his head, Travis would put the car in reverse, sending Edmund into a fit. “I God, every time I get in her, she wants to go backward! I got to take her to Marcus.” Marcus Griggs, being the local mechanic. Given an 1860 building date, it’s believed that Edmund’s residence was built even earlier. Located in Barco, NC, the home has become a familiar and well known sight for local residents and long time visitors. A traditional “I-house”, this structure is a nearly perfect example of a hall and parlor plan. Once sided with wood vertical board, it was later covered by beaded weatherboard. Passing through the threshold of the single leaf 6 panel wood door in front, one would find themselves in the parlor or sitting room. This is where Edmund would spend his evenings with the company of a home cooked meal and a fireplace that would billow out the aromas of burning oak. The home gives way to an addition that Travis Morris’s grandmother, Carrie McHorney Boswood, believed was the slave’s quarters to a house that was behind her house. After the Civil War they moved the addition with mules and rollers across the field and attached onto the McHorney House. One large matriarch of a magnolia tree stands in front, surrounded in a twisted maze of her seedlings. At just the right time of day, the sun sets on a courtyard rich with family history. Time and time again, homes much like these are torn down to make way for new creations. Purchased by Erica Mason (of Currituck County) in June of 2013, the Edmund McHorney home would meet it’s fate. But it’s not what you might think. No granite counter tops have been ordered, nor berber carpet. In fact, not a single nail or rustic chandelier have been shopped for. This home is being restored with centuries old techniques, and not a modern day building code or plans for direction. As if Edmund himself was out working on the front porch, this home is being rebuilt to it’s prime. However, for those who know Ms. Mason, the plans don’t stop here... Writing Credit...Kristen Birden Historical Edmund McHorney House