If the only thing anybody knows about a neighborhood is the crime statistics, Rock Hill's South Central neighborhood has about the most crime of any place in the city.
It is a neighborhood of small, single-family homes, far more rentals than many neighborhoods and more poverty than most places.
But on Thursday, it also was the place of dreams and faith and hope.
On Carolina Avenue on Thursday afternoon - the same day The Herald reported police statistics showing that crime is down in the city, but neighborhoods such as South Central had more than their share of that crime - a school bus passed three churches on just one block.
It was a street with bicycles with kids on them - smiling kids, happy kids - as that school bus stopped in front a little house with black plastic over the front to keep out the cold.
From that school bus, what bullies might call a "short bus," dropped a mechanical hydraulic lift that held a wheelchair.
In the wheelchair was a 9-year-old girl named Nyla Burton, who was smiling and laughing as she came down the lift.
Waiting for her on the sidewalk was Nyla's mother, Nicole Love, and her 2-year-old brother, Nyree. Love gathered up her daughter in that wheelchair. She smiled and waved at the bus driver.
Then she wheeled her daughter the few feet to the porch. Nicole took her daughter out of the chair and put her on the top front step leading up to the porch, so all could enjoy the sun.
She readied to read her daughter, who has cerebral palsy, "The Cat in the Hat," as Nyree played with a toy car.
"She loves books," said Love. "All kids love it when you read to them."
Love pointed at other small homes.
"This neighborhood is home; it is not what people think all the time," Love said. "People here are just like anywhere else. They want a good life for their kids. They do their best."
Love was asked where the father of her two children was.
"At work, of course, like most fathers," she said.
South Central is Green Street and Carolina Avenue and Arlington Avenue, and cross streets such as Summit and Rich.
It has small superettes and small churches and proud people.
It is a neighborhood that is almost all black in a city where statistics from 2010 show that the percentage of blacks arrested for crimes or victimized is much higher than the percentage of blacks living in the city.
Carolina Avenue is where a neighbor from Arlington Avenue tried to save a fellow neighbor in a house fire in 2010. And then, that same neighbor who was heroic was arrested a month later for allegedly shooting a police officer during a drug buy.
It is a place with a neighborhood association president named Nathaniel Jaggers who has fought for everything from reduced crime to better storm drains. Jaggers has succeeded every time.
It is a couple blocks away from Saluda Street, where Melvin Poole prepares taxes and has a photography business. Poole is also the president of the Rock Hill branch of the NAACP, and he chooses to have his business there because his clients are there.
"Ninety-nine percent of the people in this neighborhood - any neighborhood - are good, honest people who try every day to do the right thing," said Poole. "They work every day if they can find work. They want a safe, clean neighborhood like anywhere else. They are loyal to these neighborhoods.
"But the problem in these neighborhoods is that there are not jobs for people."
A walk farther down the South Central neighborhood on Thursday afternoon - a neighborhood that is just about as bad as it gets if statistics are the only measure - there were so many people getting kids off the school bus, or coming home from work, or enjoying the unseasonably warm weather outside.
The smiles were countless. Many people walked to visit neighbors.
One of those out walking, not bicycling this time but walking, was 80-year-old Janie Mae Agurs.
Agurs is the lady who had her bicycle stolen from a nearby business in 2006 as she shopped for Christmas cards. She was on the front page for this terrible crime, and she got many offers of new bicycles.
Still, she did not move away.
She did not stop riding a bicycle that was donated, unless weather or poor health kept her from the pedals.
Her neighborhood where she bought her home, every month paid for over decades, is where she stayed.
No crime statistics kept Janie Mae Agurs on Thursday from visiting anybody where she has lived for so many decades.
"A few bad apples do not make the rest of the people down here any less proud and hard-working," Agurs said.
This is a lady who spent her life working in factories, then as a custodian, at night, cleaning offices.
She knows her neighbors. They are not faceless people in a cul-de-sac.
Agurs visited with Carnetta Cherry, who has lived her whole life in South Central, and Sam Hope. They were out, in the warmth, laughing.
Two cars pulled up, and everybody laughed and honked horns and waved. All yelled out "hellos" with familiar first names, asked about kids and grandkids.
Nobody mentioned crime until it was asked of them.
"I know that some people ruin it, and statistics don't lie, but I feel safe here today and always have, my whole life," said Cherry. "I know my neighbors; they know me.
"We try and look out for each other. That's what neighbors do."
It sure was what they did Thursday in South Central, a place that - measured with numbers and the worst instances - seems rough.
But if measured by work and love on a Thursday when the warm sun shone, it seems like home.