By Pam Brennan (1962-2015) Steve Thompson Witnessed the Buffalo Creek Flood Disaster First Hand. He lives in my building. We have had a couple of conversations since he moved in and that is how I found out he was from Logan, more specifically, Man, West Virginia. Today is the 40th anniversary of the dam bursting which […]
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By Pam Brennan I remember my Pepaw Brennan coming home from the mines and being black as night from head to toe except for the whites of his eyes and his teeth. I was terrified! He would flash those pearly whites at me and I would run screaming in the other direction. I was so
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By Pam Brennan We lived in West Logan. There is an alley that dips down over the hill on the right just before the Baptist Church. We lived on the riverbank side of the alley. I can remember we had a peach tree in the back yard and I used to love to climb the
By Pam Brennan (1962-2015) In my distant memory I can remember my pepaw telling one of my uncles to “go run the TV line.” My mom told me that her brother, Bud, used to have to “run the line” as well. Here is what that means. Back in the 50’s and 60’s and even the
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By Pam Brennan That’s what my Pepaw, Floyd Farley, said to my Granny, Anna Saunders, the first time he ever saw her. She was living with her brother, Sherman Saunders, and his family in 1938. It was winter and she had no where else to go. My granny and her 4 siblings had been orphaned
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By Pam Brennan We were going camping when I was about 5 years old and we stopped by my grandparents house on the way. It was always great to stop because I was pepaw’s “pick of the litter” and of course my granny was “Aunt Bea” personified. We got out of the car and I
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By Pam Brennan When I was a kid there used to be swinging bridges all over Southern West Virginia. Most of them were in disrepair from nonuse and have since been torn down. The few that are left are mostly preserved as a part of our history. I used to love to visit my cousin’s
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By Pam Brennan When I was in the 9th grade in 1977, we had a massive snowstorm that kept us out of school for most of January and February. It started off as a typical school year, just going to school day after day. It had been years since we had a snow day off
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By Pam Brennan When I was about 15 and Sis was around 10 we decided to go out in my brothers boat. This is something that we were expressly forbidden to do under any circumstances. We sneaked down to the river giggling the whole way and as quietly as possible put the boat into the
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