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PatB
Mining is a horrible life with not enough policing of all the different operations in the U.S.A. and Canada.
posted by
WileyJohn
on April 7, 2011 at 8:29 AM
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Pat
Yes, that was a sad event. Which reminds me that I used to know a few coal miners in Nova Scotia, mainly from Glace Bay on Cape Breton. The salt of the Earth! And to this day they have a fabulous Men's Choir, The Men of the Deeps, touring widely...
Here's the link: http://www.menofthedeeps.com/concertdates.html
posted by
Nautikos
on April 6, 2011 at 7:59 PM
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So well written and with true feeling...no soft meaningless words here and
it made me think of the oil spill and the lives lost and ruined there.
posted by
Kabu
on April 6, 2011 at 7:32 PM
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Very well written, Pat_B. A copy needs to be sent to those men in charge who value the bottom line so much more than lives. Not that it would make a difference, I suppose.
posted by
adnohr
on April 6, 2011 at 4:57 PM
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I suppose in time robots will take over and give the men safer jobs, but that isn't now.
posted by
C_C_T
on April 6, 2011 at 12:57 PM
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Such a horrible place to work. No one knows unless they have spent a day down in the dark, drippy, enclosed belly of the earth, crawling through the tunnels, pick in hand, the only light coming from a lamp on the forehead. My Uncle Jim died in one. My grandpa died when I was five from breathing black coal dust for twenty-five years. My dad tried it for one day around the end of the depression when he desperately needed a job. One day was all he could take. It left an impression on him that lasted the rest of his life.
posted by
TAPS.
on April 6, 2011 at 6:56 AM
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