Month: June 2017

This story was related to me by Bonnie, the mother of an old school friend. Her husband, a miner, worked the third shift, leaving Bonnie…

Bunk's Valise My great-grandfather had a brother-in-law of questionable character, known in the family by the name “Bunk”. By the term questionable character I am…

While in college, one of the required courses in my major was a Speech class. As one of the class requirements, each student had to…

The nature of my father's job in 1968 necessitated that we move, as a temporary measure, to Roanoke, Virginia. We lived in a small mobile…

While in college, I worked as a Residency Assistant on the third floor of the dorm in which I stayed. My job was simple- maintain…

The road across the mountain at Hyders Gap is a narrow, one lane affair, with many switch-back curves, sharp drop offs, and blind spots. It…

When my father was a teen, he worked at a small movie house in Honaker, the very small town about three miles from his home.…

This story will probably be considered strange, even by those of you who do believe in the supernatural. I think it is odd, myself, but…

My father passed away last May ('97), after a long battle with lung cancer. Christmas was his absolute favourite holiday, and the one time of…

During the 1940's, and even into the early portions of the 1950's, it was not uncommon, given our close proximity to the local railroad, to…