Day by Day

There they went day by day. Down in that big hole

not seeing a single sun ray. They worked ,they

prayed , for God, to get them safely through another

day. These miners are one of a kind. So brave are

these men,none better will you find. One cold winter

night when the weather was bad. no one knew ,not

even the old dads,that that mine was so hungry it ate

like a vulture.It didnt care about those wifes and

those kids or their cultures. God bless all the families

thoughts and prayers are with you all !!!!!!!

By Al Witthauer

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