I'm originally from Southern California and came out to West Virginia as well a few years ago for University. Parravani captures West Virginia in a very poignant manner and I feel the following...
I'm originally from Southern California and came out to West Virginia as well a few years ago for University. Parravani captures West Virginia in a very poignant manner and I feel the following excerpt really shows the beauty out here:
What I observed as I settled in didn’t exactly match those stereotypes. There are progressive activists, and live-off-the-land farmers, and a vibrant community of artists. There are people living high off old money from coal, and people living even higher off new money from fracking. It’s a place with a long history of taking. The people and the earth carry that pain.
There are incredible people out here and I highly recommend finding some way to look into the community. Whether it be coming out to visit or reading on The House of Hogar or about Catholic Charities
My mother grew up in WV in a one-room house where my grandmother raised her. My grandmother was widowed in her late-teens when her husband's truck turned over with a load of lumber for the house...
My mother grew up in WV in a one-room house where my grandmother raised her. My grandmother was widowed in her late-teens when her husband's truck turned over with a load of lumber for the house they were building. I made many visits to that town when I was growing up. The people are kind, mostly, but taken advantage of, mostly, and I don't see anything indicating that'll change that last bit, unfortunately.
I'm originally from Southern California and came out to West Virginia as well a few years ago for University. Parravani captures West Virginia in a very poignant manner and I feel the following excerpt really shows the beauty out here:
There are incredible people out here and I highly recommend finding some way to look into the community. Whether it be coming out to visit or reading on The House of Hogar or about Catholic Charities
My mother grew up in WV in a one-room house where my grandmother raised her. My grandmother was widowed in her late-teens when her husband's truck turned over with a load of lumber for the house they were building. I made many visits to that town when I was growing up. The people are kind, mostly, but taken advantage of, mostly, and I don't see anything indicating that'll change that last bit, unfortunately.