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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 2 – Intermediate)
Topic: REMEMBER (02/03/22)
THE COAL MINER’S TRIBUTE


The pastor was standing by the casket when the men filed in the front door. He knew they had come to pay their respects. This was coal mining country and the deceased had spent a good part of his life underground. Most of the adult men in this small West Virginia community had done the same. It was a close knit community and everybody knew each other.

Black lung had been the cause of his death. Something common for the miners to have. Breathing the fine coal dust particles did irreparable damage to their lungs. He knew it was the cause of his death. He had seen it many times and had been called in to do the service for several of them, including members of his own church.

Now he watched as the men did something unusual. He thought it was strange that they would come to the service with their work clothing on. Looking closer, he saw that their coveralls were clean, many of them had patches and sewn up rips, so he knew they weren’t coming straight from work. They had their work boots on and on their heads were their carbide lamps. They gathered around each other and did something that amazed him. They lit their lamps.

As if on command, each man approached the casket with tears in his eyes, bowed his head, raised his hand to his brim, and slowly dimmed his lamp until it went out.

You could hear a pin drop in that funeral home. There wasn’t a dry eye to be seen as each man paid his respects to his friend in the same way. Each man, after his lamp went out, returned to the back of the room and stood with his hat by his side.

The pastor approached the lectern, stood and bowed his head. After a couple of minutes of deliberating, he spoke.
“That concludes the service,” he announced while stepping away from the lectern. He knew there was nothing he could say that could express what the men had shown any better.

That service was talked about for many years. It brought grown men to their knees. It was amazing! Men, hardened by their lives spent in the mines and taverns, repented and found Christ. Marriages were restored and families were reunited. All because of the love and respect those men had for their friend. The symbolic dimming of their lamps to remember and honor the soul and spirit of the man flickering out was special, something not to be forgotten. And it never was.
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Philippa Geaney 
02/13/22
Oh WOW. What a story.
Congratulations where ever you place- this is a beautiful story and well written.
Thank you
Arlene Baker
02/15/22
This story really touches my heart because I lived in the Ohio Valley for many years. I've known miners. In fact, my great-grandfather was a tin miner in Cornwall before relocating to South Africa, where he contracted Gold dust fever - same as coal dust fever - and died when he was young.

The story is almost all telling with little showing. It would be a show-stopper if the writer would change to active verbs and SHOW more of the emotion of the situation over recounting it.

Even so, I LOVE this.
Marlene MCPherson
02/17/22
A great story. I was emotionally connected. As a matter of fact it propelled me to pray for workers. The use of active verbs would give acompetitive edge. Thanks for sharing
Philippa Geaney 
02/18/22
Congratulations on 2nd place Jim - keep at it- heaps of talent.