Although we had lived with my grandparents for several years, the time came when my family built a home of their own. Situated next door…

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…

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…

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…

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…

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.…

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…

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