Deane Quillen

“You can only work in a coffee shop in Lexington so long, before you get tired of people saying App-a-LAY-shia.”

Deane Quillen, Age 33, Public Health Researcher, Vanderbilt University/Creator of Defend Appalachia; Nashville, Tennessee, Originally from Dean, Kentucky, Letcher County:

“Growing up, I lived on the outskirts of Letcher County. I lived on the last turn before you hit the Knott County line. I was away from everyone, and away from the hustle and bustle of Whitesburg. I didn’t have much money at all, but grew up on a lot of land. I really connected to the land and the place. [I] had lots of outside time, lots of gardening. As a kid, I did lots of exploring and reading, lots of sort of creating your own adventures, using your imagination because no one your age lived nearby and you couldn’t walk anywhere. [I] was just out in the hills a lot, learned how to ginseng and that sort of stuff when I was a kid. I have one sister; she’s eight years younger than me though. I left for college when I was sixteen. 

I went to three different high schools. I was kind of a nerd a little bit, but I was kind of a punk kid also, so I played some music. I don’t have a lot to say about my high school days. I just bounced around. My parents were pretty intent on making sure I had the best education, at least, so they if they knew that there was a good teacher that year, especially math, a good math teacher at this school, they would do whatever they could to make sure that I went to that school.

My parents did a little bit of nothing and everything. My mom stayed at home. We usually had one car maybe between all of us, and lived eighteen miles from the county seat so there wasn’t a lot in terms of working outside. My dad just sort of did a lot of odd jobs. He was a schoolteacher for a while, but other than that [did] odd jobs to get by.

[I left after high school] for college. I went to EKU, Eastern Kentucky University for their forensics program but then decided to stick around for their sociology, because why not? Sociology is interesting. That’s where I went for my undergrad. I went to graduate school, I just finished grad school and that was at UNC, University of North Carolina, it was all online. 

[After college] I was back and forth working with Appalshop a little bit doing their youth program as an intern and then as a trainer and then worked on some getting media into the classroom and working on curriculum development. So local documentary media was an interest for a while. 

Appalshop is the Appalachian Media Workshop that was built, if I am not mistaken, in 1969 give or take. There’s an afterschool program, there’s a high school kids working on documentary work and Appalshop now is a collective of film makers. We have plays; we have a radio station, WMMT, that’s community run. We have JuneAppal recordings, and the Roadside Theatre. They have a youth program the Appalachian Media Institute. It’s sort of a hub. Every year, they also have the Seedtime Festival, which is a little more arts and crafts oriented than a lot of the county festivals in the region. 

So the emphasis is on preserving culture, and proliferating throughout other communities what it means to be an artist, and be contributing to the fabric of what it means to be Central Appalachian.

Working in that setting, I started getting interested in this idea of younger people being proud of their heritage specifically. I had this idea for a while, but it never came to fruition, of having an info-shop that was geared toward young people in Whitesburg, but could be replicated in other similar communities. The idea that I always had that I liked was that there are a lot of divisive politics at play in this region because of land politics and the economy and all that. I always wanted to do something that would motivate people on either side of this very contentious discussion. Whether it’s coal, coal jobs, environmentalism, these two factions or all sorts of things, 

I wanted to do things that related to both of those sets of these people so that when they saw that they had this common ground, that’s where the conversation could begin. ‘Ok, we’re all in the community together, how do we move it forward?’

Historically, and in a nutshell, I think a lot of indigenous people in the country and across the globe have this sort of natural progression of things, where they are land rich. They are not financially rich, there’s not a bustling economy. But then someone else comes in and says, ‘you have what we want, let’s pay you very little to have it,’ and it has these profound effects that just reverberate from generation to generation to generation. So, you have these people who are very connected to, for instance, [the] coal industry. Very connected to the land and then they can no longer use the land for what they were using it for. 

There are all of these complicated economic issues at play, so it never really comes down to just for or against coal mining, or for or against saving this mountaintop or that mountaintop or whatever the issue is. There’s identity and land and place and family and roots and all sorts of things at play. There’s a lot of common ground there that I think it’s not as black and white as people make it out to be.

Right now I do public health research. I work at Vanderbilt now. I worked at University of Kentucky and Hazard, Kentucky for about four and one-half years with injection drug users and Hepatitis C and HIV. So our issue is research, drug abuse and right now I am working on childhood obesity, but really injection drug use and how it affects rural areas differently than urban areas just because of the health disparities because of access to resources and that sort of thing. That’s my day job.

[Leaving here] is a complicated issue because it’s easy to say that a lot of people leave either because they have a negative perception you know, they had maybe a rough childhood. Some people leave because they are running from something. Some people leave because they are running toward something. And some people just don’t know where they are supposed to be and they have to feel out every big town, little town and every place in between. I’m probably the latter. But, my best friends are still in Kentucky, Southeastern Kentucky, specifically. 

I am a little bit of a rambler. I like to be a little bit of everywhere. I left for college initially, and after that I can understand objectively it is difficult if you’ve moved away, trying to go home again because you’ve romanticized the place. It is not going to be the same. You’ve probably gotten used to some conveniences. Not having to wait until you go, say to the nearest city a couple hours away every month to get your natural foods or the little things that you’ve grown accustomed to. There are other issues that and considerations that probably aren’t on the forefront aside from making sure you have a job, a viable livelihood. Maybe you have found a partner, a girlfriend or boyfriend, husband or wife while you were living in the city. How do you convince them to move to a town of maybe six hundred people or a thousand people and you don’t know anyone there? ‘So let’s hope this works out because I’m all you have here.’ On the other hand, how do you go, ‘okay, how am I gonna find someone there, if you’re single?’ So, there are a lot of things at play in terms of moving back home, or when’s the right time to move back home. 

Some people leave because of family; some people come back because of family. Then, when your family dies off and you are the oldest generation left, you know that can happen relatively soon. In a way, that’s how I feel. I have aunts and uncles who are still here. My parents moved off and my grandparents have all died. So, it’s not the same. 

And so I moved away again a couple of years ago for school. I moved away, even though my Master’s Program was online. I moved to Nashville, because I didn’t know anyone there. I couldn’t handle the social life in the mountains. I thought I would get a little quiet time in this big city. Which is kinda funny, but I didn’t know anyone there so that’s where I went. I understand there are a lot of things at play in a lot of people’s hearts…you know Harry Caudill called the hills/mountains “you move away but you always feel you need to be giving back, you need to be coming back, and so you are never really away from the mountains.”

Appalachian culture means a lot of different things. I can only speak about my little corner because I don’t know what is going on in Northern Appalachia but just say Central Appalachia, the coalfields, specifically. The culture itself, you have a lot of people who are doing things for themselves. And I think that’s something that you see in this generation and yesterday’s generation. You see people who don’t expect to be given anything and so they start building things for themselves. You see these little businesses popping up right now especially. 

You see more artist-centered little stores and people having these little cottage industries and it’s just a reflection of their ancestors raising their own food and canning their own food and making their own quilts. It’s all that same idea of sustainability and doing for themselves. That’s the biggest thing I see in this; pride about being who they are because of the land, not just because of the social scene that they are part of, but because they’re able to identify as an individual part of a bigger community. 

Something that is lost in urban environments is that connection to the community, and feeling like, if I move away this is going to be missing. You’re not going to feel that in a city of two million. You leave; no one’s going to miss you. But you leave [here] and you go, ‘Oh, I wonder who is doing this now. I’m hoping someone picked that task up and is still doing it.’ We all feel like stewards, and when we are not here, we feel like representatives.

So this [Defend Appalachia] was born out of some doodles I guess I did back in 2006 or 2005. I was living in Lexington then. You can only work in a coffee shop in Lexington so long before you get tired of people saying App-a-LAY-shia. And then you draw something. Defend Brooklyn was probably the first Defend logo that happened, and I saw that probably back in 2002 or 2003 maybe. I said you know, ‘I think Appalachia needs that, because there’s a lot of bad stuff said about a lot of stereotypes.’ You just get tired, you get tired of being expected to apologize for either the way you speak or the things you know, but don’t know, about urban life. 

Folks in the mountains have to go to Lexington or some city in the surrounding area for health care, for a lot of conveniences, but folks there never really have to come to Appalachia unless they really want to. And so you just get tired of that after a while, and you have to say ‘you know I’m not apologizing for that, in fact, I’m proud of it.’ And so, even though it says Defend and there’s a little .22 rifle, it’s saying ‘you know, I think you should defend this area.’ It means a lot to a lot of people. I’m proud of it, so before you even ask, just let me wear it on my sleeve and I’m telling you that I am proud of this area.’ 

Like I said, I had this idea of appealing to a lot of young people, and making them feel proud of where they are. It’s assertive enough, but it’s also a casual conversational piece. You wear that and someone says, ‘Yeah, I’m curious. Is it true that…’ and then you hear everything. They feel safer in saying, ‘is it true,’ and then you say, ‘Oh, that’s offensive, no.’

The rifle was the first thing I drew up, and that was based on a hybrid between stories I heard about my great-granddad. He was a union man in the coalmines, and he was working in the mines in the 1930’s, and as you know the 1930’s were a little rough and tumble around these parts in the mines. He’s up in Letcher County. He always carried a .22 on the picket line, sawed off, I think it was sawed off. It was a cross between that and the gun that my grandmother always kept behind her door, which was a little Steven’s .22. She just kept it, because Appalachia is full of matriarchs and grandmothers tend to keep the families together. It was rusted when she died, she never really shot it, she never had to, but it was right next to her boots.

There are four major designs I had in mind when I was coming up with these. I had the rifle, I had the farmer and the mules, I had the miner’s hard hat or helmet and the carbide lamp and I had the musical instruments. They each represented four ways that I thought that you can sort of defend your identity and your cultural identity. You have arts and culture with the music, you have the helmets are work and labor. The mule and the farmer you have being a steward of the land or self-sufficiency and you have, with the rifle, a sort of that militant attitude. If you have to, you will defend what’s yours, and so it’s more of a confrontational [one]. 

I liked this idea that different people can interpret those images in different ways depending on either their social or political stance on a topic, or they’re upbringing and everything. So, someone sees the coal miner’s helmet. As I said before, coal can be a very divisive topic. You don’t talk about it unless you’re in friendly company, or else words might get exchanged. But, it’s a very complicated topic that you don’t talk about so much to people unless you want to get in that heavy conversation, because we have a number of differing opinions on how coal should be mined, where it should be mined, who should be mining it, or whether they should be mining it at all. And some people could say, ‘If you’re trying to protect this mountaintop, you’re trying to take food off my table, out of my kid’s mouth.’ 

My great-granddad worked in the mines. He made his money working in the mines, and so did all of my family up until my generation, I guess. I can’t deny that, but I also can’t deny that over one hundred acres of that land was strip mined. It doesn’t look the same as when I grew up. There are a lot of issues there. 

And so the helmet I tried to make it as the 1920’s, late teens to mid-1920’s style helmet or hardhat. There’s that historic context, like I’m proud, it doesn’t matter if you agree or disagree with the way things are extracted from the land. If you came from a line of miners you should be proud of the hard work that your ancestors did. It’s that gritty sort of imagery, and I think there are a couple different conversations about that. With the rifle, I’ve heard one person say, ‘You know, I saw so and so wear that shirt for the first time, and I didn’t know she was pro-gun, and then I talked to her about it and I was like, Oh, so that’s what it means to you.’ Okay, it’s an attitude more than a rifle. 

It’s breaking down those things that, on the surface are black and white, and you just want to encapsulate everything into sound bites and make them very simple and palatable to people on the outside, because living outside the region you kinda have to do that. When someone says, ‘What do you think about coal?’ You have to sort of stop and go ‘I can’t answer that as quickly as you want me to.’ So these things inspire these kinds of conversations to happen. And maybe for someone who wants to demonstrate that they are pro-gun, that’s the shirt they’ll wear, too. I like all the conversations that happen in the gray area, and that’s what some of the imagery is all about.

I do hope [to come back to the mountains]. Right now I am sort of trapped in, ‘well, I went to a grad school, now do I go to a doctorate program, and if I do I can’t do that here.’ My career path in my mind is such that I want to get as many resources as I can living in urban areas, and see how things are applied there. Just my interest in public health, we have issues that affect urban areas here too, especially with the proliferation of prescription drug abuse throughout communities from 1998 or so on, especially. We have those issues here, but we have these other health concerns like these issues of transportation and other issues that folks in urban areas don’t even think about. When I’m doing things in an urban environment, I’m always thinking of how can I apply those when I come back to the mountains. So yes, I see myself coming back. But at the same time, I’m a rambler, so I can’t commit to one spot for the rest of my life. I get a little anxiety. But I really hope, and it’s my full intention, to be back here soon and in the interim, as much as possible when I can.

A lot of people’s only perception of folks from this region are in the media. Mass media has never been friendly to folks who do not adopt a standard accent, the broadcaster’s accent. We have a lot of stereotypes. I think there’s this idea that folks around here are simple, and if you look around, they are anything but. That’s why I love some of the short stories by some of the writers like Henry Caudill, Jesse Stuart, and James Stovall. You have these guys, who don’t seem too swift, but they’re pulling one on you and you don’t see it because they know how to get by. It’s definitely not simple around here. You want to stick a city slicker in the mountains and see how long they survive. It’s hard to make for your own. Things are always more complicated than they appear on the surface. That’s a theme that goes through my mind all the time. I like to bring up those sorts of complexities of people, and place and issues.” 

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Mady Haynes

Mady Haynes, Age 13, Student; Cumberland, Kentucky:

“I play sports; basketball, softball, cheerleading. Softball is my favorite, because it's fun. I play first and I pitch. I go outside a lot. I like to hike and camp with my family, cook out and play in the creek. 

I want to finish college and just follow my dream of being a surgeon, and just always staying close with my family. I want to be a surgeon because I want to help people. I don’t think I’ll always live in the mountains. I want to live in Alaska, because it’s beautiful, and it’s cold and I like the cold.

We do a lot of stuff that no one would really expect us doing. We go outdoors, and we just we hang out with each other. We get close to family and friends. Outsiders think that we're just dumb and don't really know anything. I would tell ‘em to come and see for yourself, because you don't even know these people, and you're judging them.

Being a hillbilly means that you like the mountains, and you play in the mountains, and got an accent. (laughs). That you grow up in the mountains and you do all the country stuff, like riding horses, camping, hiking, hunting, getting close to friends that are in the mountains, stuff like that.

If you're growin' up in the city, you don't even get close to people. Once you grow up, it's going to be harder for you. Say you work in, like, a building, where you need to talk to a bunch of people, or get up in front of people, you would still, like, be scared, and you wouldn't be prepared for that.

Probably my favorite story is, I started going to youth group, and we met these two people, their names are Chad and Ryan Morgan and they're my youth leaders. Ryan recently passed away, but she changed every single person's life and I just like knowing that. That was just so cool, how everybody's life was changed. She was 30-something, I think. She had sarcoma cancer. She made sure that all of us were close to God, and she showed us so many examples of staying close with your friends and family. [Her death was the saddest time I have had.]

The only grandparent that I know that is still alive, is my Grandma Brenda, my Dad's mom. She's really nice and she loves all of her grandkids a lot. The last time I was up there, we went to the falls in Corbin up there.

Getting a new sister was pretty cool, and one of my happiest moments. She was in the Harlan County Boys and Girls Club, and Mom met her there. Then, we got custody of her, and we adopted her. She's 19. She's funny, and she likes a lot of the same stuff I do. We do a lot of art together and we started doing Higher Ground together, but I got really busy. She still does it. It's a play about the mountains, and we talked about what we did in the mountains, and stuff.

We like to prank mom. On April Fool's Day, we put Saran Wrap on the toilet, (laughs) and we put pop rocks on the toilet, so when she sat down they made loud noises. We never prank dad. He don't really get scared easy, or anything like that.

My parents are really nice. My dad, he’s just always there for every one of us. They have taught me to stay close to your friends and family, and always value your education, stay in school.

I like going to Boys and Girls Club, where my mom works, and just sharing with them about life and stuff. You get to meet a bunch of new people, a bunch of people younger and older than you, and you get close with them.

I want to have two kids; a girl and a boy. We'll definitely visit here a lot, and I will tell them about all the stories and everything that happened when I was growing up.

Life is a blessing that you have, that you should cherish. God put you on earth for a reason, and something good always comes out of it.”

Jennifer McDaniels

Jennifer McDaniels, Journalist/Photographer; Nolansburg, Kentucky:

“I went off to college for two years at Carson Newman, got my communications degree there and that’s the only time I’ve been away. 

Growing up for me in the mountains was both fun and exciting and scary. I’m forty. I’m lucky enough to be one of those who had a childhood outside. I lived outside, I loved being in nature and I loved being in the mountains. I had a sister who loved to read Harlequin romance novels and watch the soap operas, but I was always outside and just being in the mountains and hiking and riding my bike was fun for me. 

I was very imaginative as a kid. So I would climb up on a hillside and to make up stories in my mind of where I was on some kind of big adventure and I often think about that. If it was the wintertime, oh this is embarrassing; I’d think I was at a Colorado ski resort. A safari, I’ve thought about that, what I’d see on TV like Wild Kingdom; I would enact that, with my dogs and puppies. If I saw a movie or a show at that time that I liked on TV I would act that out. 

I had a cousin who was kinda wild and we liked to play the Dukes of Hazzard. We sold out our land which I regret, but it was a financial decision my mom made, but it’s all filled with houses now, but it was quite a bit of land and quite a bit of backroads, and so we played Dukes of Hazard a lot. 

I lost my father when I was eight. He died of heart failure when he was forty-two. It ran in the family, they keep a close watch on me and my sister, and so far we’re fine. They said just a few years later, he would have been an excellent candidate for a heart transplant, but that was at a point in time in the early eighties that it was just revolutionary. Losing my father, again where we lived kind of a big piece of land, my cousins were around, but they were like way down the road and we were like right under the mountains. Just that sense of protection was gone; feeling scared at night that daddy wasn’t around. In the long term it made me stronger, I think, and braver. 

I have a very strong mother ‘cause she was both mother and father to me. And then, I have a strong grandmother. My grandmother lost her husband when he was in his early forties. So she raised her kids on her own and my mom raised me and my sister on her own. I’m really thankful for that strong woman influence in my life. 

We had mountain land too, which eventually sold, there would be people that would go hunting there and not get permission. The powerful coal operators, they bought a chunk of our mountain land and their big house was up on the hill. It was scary sometimes ‘cause there was a couple of people tried to go up the mountain land to get to their house. So there was a couple of episodes that I experienced that as a kid. Just not having that father figure around I remember being scared some as a kid. 

[My grandmother’s name] is Foxy Roxy. Roxy Roland. She’s ninety-two, still alive, but she’s bedfast now. She was mowing her own grass till she was seventy-eight. Just in recent years she started slowing down; has a touch of Alzheimer's now, but she broke her back this past winter and she just didn’t recover from that. Me and mom are both taking care of her. We call her Foxy Roxy because she was kinda shy growing up and she lived in a time where just women weren't supposed to speak out and she didn’t, but the older she got, she did. 

It’s like she didn’t care anymore, she had a license to speak her mind, so a lot of my friends growing up would call her Foxy Roxy. She was a baker, she retired from A&P, the A&P store here in Harlan, that’s where she worked and she retired there, but she became a baker. She was kinda known for her wedding cakes and her stack cakes, old-fashioned fresh apple cakes and different things like that. 

My Mom is a baker, and I’m trying to do it now; but what I’ve done, I don’t know if you’ve seen it online or not, what I’ve done is kinda tweaked some of her recipes and added moonshine. I’ve got some candy, that kinda sells pretty good. I call it Foxy Roxy’s Moonshine Candy. Back when she was my age, she would have had a fit, but now she thinks it’s the neatest thing. 

[She raised her family] by working at the A&P. We was going through her house the other day, and saw all this A&P memorabilia and I was hoping to make a shadow box of her A&P stuff. She had my mom, her daughter, and an older son, Jerry. He left pretty early and went to the Navy just to leave to get out of Harlan. Then he ended up working for the railroad in Atlanta, Georgia. She knows how to pinch a penny. When we go through her house trying’ to organize everything it’s like they save everything. She utilized everything just by pinching pennies she raised them. 

My mom is a retired bookkeeper, she works part-time now with some local places now doing their books, but mom has always been pretty good with figures [and] pretty smart with budgets. That was her living. She’s retired now and still works part time. She raised us both [my older sister] on her own. She had opportunity [to marry again but didn’t]. Men didn’t chase her, but there were some that was pretty interested in her, and she said she didn’t have time for that. She had to work and raise two girls. Lately, she had a preacher from Virginia Beach interested in herm and he came in to see her and they went out some, but when he started talking about the thoughts of marriage she said she was too old and she wants to live an independent life now. 

I went to James A. Cawood High School. It’s funny because right there in Nolansburg, which is on 119, between Harlan and Cumberland, we lived right on the line. We could either go to Cumberland or Cawood. I went to Totz Elementary. I was a Totz Condor cheerleader. That was some of my happiest days at Totz. Small school, small community, spirit and pride. They didn’t have Junior High, so I went to Benham, but then mom got this inclination to put me in a Christian School, Woodland Hills Christian Academy. I went there for one year and hated it. No offense to them, but I was pulled out of my circle of friends. 

I should have went to Cumberland where a lot of my Totz and Benham friends were, but at that same time we changed churches, and I had a new youth group and I liked people in that youth group and they went to Cawood, so I went to Cawood. Wasn’t necessarily happy at Cawood though; I was lost during high school because I think a lot of artsy, creative people in my day, in the late 80’s and early 90’s, it was sports and I just didn’t fit the mold when I was in high school. I just always envisioned the ‘60’s and ‘70’s being more revolutionary.

[I] did two years at Southeast, and then I moved onto Carson Newman just because I was always interested in the Tennessee area and I’ll tell you why; my memories, my strongest and best memories of my father was at Norris Lake fishing, he loved to fish. That’s a lot of my memories of him was on the water, and I always said I’ll return to the lake one day. 

Tennessee, that area, has always fascinated me. I went to Carson Newman there and kinda started finding myself ‘cause even though it’s a Southern Baptist College it’s still higher education where people are different. And it had an active art scene, too. That’s where I found out I loved photography; I didn’t necessarily want to pursue photography, I was pursuing communications and like journalism ‘cause I’ve been a newspaper reporter for like over fifteen years now. But I took a photography class and he [the instructor] was hot, but I forget his name. 

That’s terrible, it was David something. He came to class on a Harley, he was very artsy and yeah, that’s what got me interested in photography, but he was good. I look back at some of my portfolios back then, some of the projects I did, and realized how terrible it was. ‘Cause I always thought, ooh I’m gonna impress him and get him interested in me and I thought now if he looked at my art work he wouldn’t. I think just by being involved with the paper over the years, where you just have to get out there, and then you try to capture a story, convey your story through photography, it just helps you to develop that eye more. 

I went to work at Harlan Daily. I wanted to stay in the Tennessee area, but that just wasn’t happening financially and everything. Tony Turner, from WYMT News, a funny story about him. My cousin, who I used to play Dukes of Hazzard with, was good friends with him, they’re about the same age and they would come in our big field and play like football and baseball.

I would get so mad as a kid because they wouldn’t ask us for permission, and I used to think, ‘Who does that Tony Turner think he is?’ Then, when he ended up as big as he is, you know, I thought well, he knew exactly who he was. 

Tony Turner called me up out of the blue and said I’ll put you to work as a morning news producer. I’d never worked; straight out of college, and I did it, and the first day scared me to death. You know how news is; and everything is so active. Tony Turner in the newsroom was different than Tony Turner, I mean he was all about business, which was good and shy little me just didn’t go back. 

I told him it wasn’t for me, which I always regretted to this day; that’s one of my missed opportunities I think, what could have happened, but then it wasn’t a few weeks till John Henson from the Enterprise asked me; he had heard about me and I was there. I tell people I pulled three tours of duty with the Enterprise. I’d stay with them a few years; get burnt out, get tired of it, get mad, leave and try something else, but I had three stints with them and a couple odd jobs here and there. 

I consider [Tony Turner] one of my mentors even though I didn’t allow myself to work with him, I always looked up to him even when I was at the Enterprise. He would send me some emails sometimes encouraging me about certain stories and maybe criticizing me about certain stories, but I do consider him one of my mentors. 

I’m trying to find work again, I’m getting ready to go to Grad school for communications. Thinking about getting back into journalism just to pay the bills through Grad school and just to get back. We’ve got a Harlan County Arts Council, and somehow I ended up as president of that, so that’s what I’m pushing here today, is the arts. [Staying here in this area] is a daily struggle. [I stayed because of] family and I know that a lot of people say that, but with me it’s the truth. I would be lost without them. I don’t know if that’s a weakness, or if that’s a strength to tell you the truth. I always told my mama if she’d pull up and go to Virginia Beach with me I would go. Family is important to me. That’s where me and my sister was different; she wanted to spread her wings and fly and try things on her own, but I feel like I have to be connected. 

I would feel lost without feeling that connection, and it’s not only family, it’s neighbors too. It’s the traditional things that you find not only in Appalachia, but I just think in rural areas. I need that, that nourishes me and I think I would be lost without that. Someone once said, it's not one of my quotes I wish it was, but Phila Sizemore at the Kentucky Coal Museum when I worked there, she said once that a lot of people here have ‘elastic roots’. You just bounce out there, but it kinda pulls you back and that’s how I feel. 

[Appalachian culture] To me, what makes it special helps us, but also maybe hinders us too and that’s isolation; which cannot be a good thing. It’s definitely hurt our youth to a degree, but like my mother and like my grandmother before me, you have to rely on yourself because of that isolation. There’s a certain innocence here because of that isolation. There are things of this world that’s not penetrated, I don’t think through these mountains yet. It’s a catch twenty-two, I guess. There’s some things I’d like to see penetrate through these mountains. In the process it’s kinda kept us an innocent place. 

[Things I’d like to see penetrate] more open-mindedness. I’m Appalachian, I’m Appalachian proud, I consider myself a country girl. I like to get in my camo and go four-wheelin’ but I don’t care to get in my camo and go four wheelin’ with somebody of a different sexual orientation. I’d like to see more open mindedness about that come. We’ve just taught our people I guess that anything different is wrong and that’s not the case. 

I would like to see diversification of economy here. I’m proud that my father was a coal miner, [but] he had to get disability though before he died because his heart one, but two, was he was in a near fatal accident, it was really close. They escaped, but he had nerve problems after that in the coalmines. It was a roof fall. It was a very close call that day, but they got out, but he had nerve problems from it and post traumatic stress.

I love coal, I know it’s our heritage, but I’m a big proponent [that] still I think we’re captive of the company store if you will; and of the operation itself. I think we don’t have a diversified economy here because that’s how the coal operators want it, ‘cause that’s how they get rich. I think we’re on the cutting edge here and it’s exciting times of people just now realizing the need for diversification. 

Not that we’re anti-coal mining; if it’s done responsibly and not greedy, then let it happen; but let there be other industries that come in here, too. I wish that would come here and penetrate these mountains is more forward thinking in terms of our economy and politics and that you don’t have to fit the certain mold of what mountain people are. We’re transgender, we’re gay, we’re black, we’re white, we’re Muslim, and they’re Appalachia and we just happen to be Appalachian, too. 

Yes [I’m a hillbilly]. [Hillbilly means] don’t put on airs, don’t feel like I have to impress anyone. There’s times I feel intimidated, but I’ve always made it a point to not try to impress anyone. It’s down home, it’s plain and raw, it’s simple living.

[Diane Sawyer report] I don’t know how long ago it came out, a few years, but basically it was reported about the poverty in Appalachia and it was overly sensationalized. That there was a Mountain Dew epidemic of kids drinking Mountain Dew and their teeth rotting out. What I have found out, where me, my mom, and grandmother do baking at festivals, and my mom makes the best fudge, one of the things I noticed was my mom makes the best fudge in the world, sugary stuff and when we try to sell that stuff, kids don’t want it. 

Kids are wanting apples and oranges. So I think we’re not as unhealthy here as people say that we are. We’ve got our problems, but so does everyone else. People are starting to diversify and farmer’s markets are on the rise. I was just talking to lady over here who heads up a farmer’s market in Perry County, she’s interesting and people are doing that. Things are changing and I just wish that people away from here would realize that and report THAT! 

I’ve had a dream since I was a child that I was gonna leave here, and I still dream that. I think in my mind I tell myself that, but in my heart and soul I don’t think it will ever happen.“

Edwin Marshall

Edwin Marshall, Retired Heavy Equipment Operator; Beckley, West Virginia:

“I have lived here all my life. I was born here. When I growed up in Beckley, we lived down next to the coal camp in Sprag. I went to school with the kids from the coal camp. We lived outside the coal camp, but still yet it was all in the same family you might say. 

We’d go down to the company store, and the kids would come to school with scrip and their scrip was worth maybe three cents where ours was a nickel. They would switch so they could get some candy or something to drink because everybody when they went to the company store at noon always got an RC and a Moon Pie. That was the most popular thing going at that time. 

The kids, they’d come to school of morning and they’d have to crawl underneath the railroad cars down there. The girls they’d come all dressed up, but when they got to school their feet would be black. And the kid’s shoes would be black and then some of them would just come barefooted. We all was in the same boat. 

That was during the war and through the depression and we gathered silk pods. I don’t know if you’ve ever seen ‘em or not. But it’s a pod on a weed. It looks like a cucumber and it’s about that long, but the inside of it when it dries they made silk out of it. They used to make parachutes out of it. That’s one thing we did. Then, they had war bonds going on and at that time we was gathering newspapers and things like that in school for the war and defense bonds was a very popular thing. We’d come in there with maybe a nickel or a dime, and we’d just keep on bringing and donating it and they’d keep a record of it and after you’d donated so much, you got a twenty-five dollar war bond. 

My principal down there at that time in school, he’d bring a couple bushel of apples and bring them to the door and when the kids come in from dinner from playing in the yard, why he’d give everybody an apple. They was big apples. That was a fun thing. We never missed no school. Very seldom did we miss school from the time it opened in September till May. Even through the winter months, we didn’t have school buses. You walked to school. You waded the snow and everything. The only holidays you got was for Christmas and that was about a week I guess, through Christmas and New Year’s. While you was in school in the spring of the year, why they had a picnic. They took everybody up in the woods somewhere. They had a place they’d picked out where you could go play ball and things like that. That was a fun day.

The best thing I can describe as a coal camp all the houses were the same. They was all gray. The man of the family had to work in the mines. If he messed up, they put him out and put him out of the coal camp. That was a novelty or something when your dad worked in the mines there at Sprag, well then you had a house. They got paid in scrip, and their scrip was acceptable at the company store. The company store sold everything that a person at that time could want. And you paid by scrip but if you changed it to dollars the dollars was worth more than the scrip was. Scrip was a company coin that they printed their own, just like Sprag, I think it fell under New River Coal Company and it’s just like Skeleton fell under New River and Cranberry fell under New River. Most of the places around here fell under New River Coal Company. They are the ones that made the scrip. So that’s how they got paid. On Friday nights well, everybody went to Beckley. And at that time in Beckley you couldn’t elbow your way through town on Friday and Saturday night because everybody knew everybody. And when you went to town you fell into somebody that you knew and next thing you know somebody else you knew and before you know you had a crowd. At that time, there was preachers around and they would stand up on the tables there in Beckley and preach. You could always find a preacher there all the way around the courthouse. 

[When I got out of school] I joined the Navy. I was in there for three and one-half years in 1954 during Korea. I was aboard a supply ship and we left in April of 1955, I believe it was. We went to Europe, we stayed over there for six, seven months and we come back and when we went back they changed our home port from Norfolk, Virginia to Barcelona, Spain. I spent the whole time over in Europe, over in the Mediterranean. Then I returned and was discharged in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. I was a boiler tender. I worked in the engine room. It was a very hot job, very hot. But it was a good job.

I come back to the mountains, come back to Beckley. I went to work for Foley Brother’s Construction Company making a dollar an hour. I was a laborer. After I done that, well then, I went to work for Petron Tosley’s, the station we built. We built all of the Sunoco stations in Beckley, and Ramey’s Amoco there on Third Avenue. When that was, I went to work for Oscar Vesillio. He was a big contractor here in Beckley. I worked for him for about six or seven years and then I left here because the work was down and I went to Maryland. 

I got married and my wife and I moved to Maryland with our little boy. We stayed up there seventeen years. I wasn’t [homesick]. I don’t think I ever got homesick unless when I was in the Navy and I was going across the ocean. It took us twenty-one days to leave Norfolk to get to Gibraltar. When you are out there on that ocean you’d wake up and feel like you was still in the same place because all you could see was water. 

I like to watch the sun come up and the sun go down. I had many, many opportunities to go into the coal mines. That was always my excuse. I like to watch the sun come up and the sun go down. I’ve worked around the mines, all the mines around here. I worked down Sprag, Tames and Infinity and for Console. I’ve worked around all the mines around where when I was working for Oscar Vesillio. It was all outside construction. We faced up for new mines. Once we got them done we moved to another one and opened it. That’s just the type of work I did.

In 1976, things got bad up in Washington. I worked up around the Capitol and the metro system up there I worked on it. I worked on 495 when they first built it and 695 around Baltimore. Things got slack up there and I just up and come down here looking for a job and I found one. 

I traveled between Beckley and Baltimore. We lived thirty miles north of Baltimore, a place called Abingdon, Maryland, between the Aberdeen Proving Ground and Edgewood Arsenal. I traveled that road for nine months, every weekend. I’d leave here in Beckley and go home to my family and leave on Sunday and drive back. Because we was trying to sell our house up there and the whole time I was looking for a place down here. I didn’t look serious because of the way the market was up there. But then when we did sell in April of 1966, well then [my wife] called me up and told me you’ve got to find a house, we have to be out of this house in three weeks. 

I’d been watching a house that had been on a market, so I went up and checked with them and I gave them a five hundred deposit on it. I bought the house sight unseen for my wife and them. We loaded up and moved down here, they’d never seen the house. That morning when we settled up at the Beckley Federal Bank in Beckley, I took them over to the house and they went through the house and they liked it. It wouldn’t have done them any good not to like it. 

My daughter and my son, the two oldest ones said, ‘Dad, where’s the dishwasher at?’ I said, We’ve got a GE.’ And she said, ‘Where’s it at, I don’t see it?’ I says, ‘You and Eddie, Ginger is a G and Eddie is an E, and that’s my GE.’ So they frowned on that, but we got through that situation for a while. 

My wife, she done ceramics and she wanted a dishwasher so she challenged me. She says, ‘I’ve got my money, where’s yours?’ So I had to come up with some money too, to help buy the dishwasher. We accomplished that little task and we got the dishwasher, and everybody was happy.

I used to go fishing all the time and that was my favorite thing, but my wife, she’s got arthritis real bad in her ankles. She don’t have no ankle bone, she has to wear a brace on her ankle all the time so that pretty much takes up all my time. I have to put her brace on her every day and help her with that. We went to the University of West Virginia and they told us there wasn’t nothing they could do for her, they can’t replace ankle bones. So that’s just something we live with.

(What makes this place special?) You know that’s a good question about living here. Either you’re up or down. It’s just something that grows on ya. If you live here, when you go out in Virginia out toward Maryland and places like that, it’s all flatland. All you can see on both sides of the road is trees and everything. But here, you can crawl up on the mountains and you can see for miles. It’s just something about the people. Everybody around here is just mountain people. That’s the only way I know to describe it. 

(Why are mountain people special?) Their personality, well they are good people. They’re all friendly, they’ll talk but you don’t interfere with their business. I found that out many moons ago, you speak to people, but you don’t go nosing around about their business. You just leave that part alone. You just talk about things in general. 

Just like back in the days when they moonshined. If you come upon someone’s still, well you talked to ‘em and they figured you out and you just went on and you just kept your mouth shut. Just like the three monkeys, hear no evil, see no evil and speak no evil. 

I do consider myself a hillbilly because I have lived here, except for the time in Maryland, for seventy-eight years. I was born in the house [where] my mother, she dropped me. This will be a funny thing, but she went to the bathroom and her water broke and that’s where she dropped me, right there in the john. All my sisters at that time was older, they told mother when they found out I was a boy, to flush me. They said, ‘flush him, we don’t want him.’ And I was a thorn in their side ever since. 

I can remember things here in Beckley back when they had that polio, that they didn’t allow children in town. My mother got sick or I believe it was my Dad got sick and they needed some medicine for him and her brother was a pharmacist up in the front of the courthouse in Beckley. He had the medicine and nobody could go after it except me. I went up the back way; you didn’t walk up the street, you had to go through people’s back yards and through the bushes and stay hid. 

I met my Uncle Lacy up there on Hieber Street up there beside the bank. He gave me the medicine and he said, ‘you run on home.’ I took the medicine on home to them. 

I knew people that had polio, and it was a terrible thing. Through time you forget about those things. There was another time it was bad, it was just like they had an epidemic of ringworms back in the forties and they wouldn’t let the kids in the theaters then. Because they’d lay their head on the back of the seats and then you’d go in and lay your head on the back of the seat and the next thing you knew you had ringworm and you’d lost all your hair. 

You know, I’ve had a happy life all of my life. I have been in the valleys and I’ve been in the mountains. I guess the worst times I’ve had was my parents died. Both my parents were killed in car wrecks at different times. My dad he got killed in a car wreck in 1966 on Thursday before Father’s Day. My mother was in a car wreck in 1979 on Thursday before Father’s Day. They both was buried on Father’s Day. It was a peculiar thing. That was the two biggest tragedies”.