“He said, ?Why don't you go home. Your dad was one of the smartest coal miners that ever lived. If there was a way to survive, he'll find it. If he's dead, there's nothing you can do. Go home.”
“My God, it's been 57, 58 years, and I can still see their faces. They'd come up and you could see from their faces that this was not going to be a good week.”
