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A rambling and unconventional history of coal mining in the Upper Ohio Valley, 1760-2012 Coal miners have a way of becoming heroes to kids. They are, for the most part, people who know what they can do. They drive big machines and go deep underground in the dark. They have hard-toed boots and hard hats and those fascinating cap lamps. They are Authorized Personnel Only, so powerful they can walk past doors with those signs on them. They can work in a group or survive alone. They look at stuff fit to turn some people to quivering Jello, and they don't turn a hair. It's the job, they all...

These fifteen or so square miles of east central Ohio look quiet, but have played host to nearly anything and everything that can happen to a place. I'd say it's like wading into a puddle to find it thirty feet deep, cold and full of kraken, but that would ignore the uproarious laughter, loud noises and chocolate involved. If your ancestors were from here, this won't give you their begats and dates, but it might explain who they were and who we still are. If you live here, I hope you can look back and remember most of it more or less fondly.