We began our liveshots at 6am on the notes. A nephew of the miner who left one came to our site to be a guest on the morning show. He looked spent. After he was done with the interview he gave me a copy of the note. It gave me chills to even hold it.
I went to West Virginia with memories of a bucolic and quaint place where I would run around the countryside chasing toads or even cows. I left Friday night with sad, tragic ones — a difficult way to start a new year.