The Dead House
This story took place near Parkersburg WV, years ago when my dad was a young teenager. He is now 54. My dad, one of his cousins, and a few friends often went camping in the woods located behind a house … Continue reading
This story took place near Parkersburg WV, years ago when my dad was a young teenager. He is now 54. My dad, one of his cousins, and a few friends often went camping in the woods located behind a house … Continue reading
In early 1983, my then husband and I moved into our first house off Mud River Road, in Barboursville, WV. We had to do some painting and such, but we thought we’d be able to have a comfortable home, along … Continue reading
The fall air was breezy and as I became fully exposed to the chilly West Virginia wind, I felt an overwhelming sense of autumn nostalgia. October was more than halfway through, and I was quickly running out of daylight. I … Continue reading
I just became settled into my first apartment alone, a little over my head with the amount of rent but figured I could make it. I came home one night tired from working 13 hours and decided to sleep in … Continue reading
About six months ago I was renting an apartment in a remodeled bank building that had been renovated into apartments. The building was built around 1865 as a bank, and then was a book store, and now apartments. The building … Continue reading