September 1938, Pursglove, West Virginia—families lived in company houses with thin walls and heavy debts, while fathers marched into the coal mines and mothers fought to stretch scraps into meals. Life was harsh, yet within the struggle lived resilience: neighbors sharing bread, children laughing in muddy paths, and hope quietly carried from one generation to the next.
This isn’t just history—it’s a legacy of grit, love, and endurance. ❤️
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