Mine roof falls have taken the lives of many miners, a short tribute to them. Thank you for reading
the roof fell quickly,
down below, nowhere to go,
my dear, love you so!!
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Moe Radosevich
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I First Saw Him
When I first saw him sitting on the wall, relaxed and looking out over the water, I was sure he wasn't a local. Not including children, there are only about 250 or 300 of us in this area full-time, though that number is ten-fold in the summer, and I know everyone at least by sight or by family resemblance. And yet, the way he sat looked familiar and started my mind sorting and discarding among the families I knew, not quite like this one, not quite like that one.
By Natalie Wilkinson7 days ago in Fiction
Comments (8)
Short and impactful
You captured it
This is just so tragic. I love that you wrote this as a tribute to them!
Ahh so touching 💔 I lived in west Virginia for a time and this was something they understood first hand
Ouch, this is a sad one, buddy, but a touching tribute.
One of my worst fears. It’s hard reading stories about this. I can’t remember how long those guys in Mexico were Trapped, but pretty sure they all survived. Thank god!
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Oh, that's a sad one.