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The Journey

The Journey Heirloom Memories Helen Mann Behnken I was born to a very poor family during the Depression. My father was a school teacher, but his salary was insufficient to feed a large family of seven children and a wife; it was a big responsibility back in those days to keep food on the table and clothes for the family. My mother and father decided he should go to work in the coal mines. They had heard that the work was steady and the pay was good and so they left the farm and moved to the coal camp. I remember two things about that time, saying goodbye to my grandparents, and the two wagons that moved us--one held all the house furniture; the other held the children. It was a long trip of about thirty miles with stops along the way. The country road was rough but we enjoyed the scenery. It took us two days to get there. We stopped at homes along the way for food and water and the first night we found a family who let us spend the night. We talked and wondered what our new home would be like in the town of http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Appalachian Review University of North Carolina Press

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Heirloom Memories Helen Mann Behnken I was born to a very poor family during the Depression. My father was a school teacher, but his salary was insufficient to feed a large family of seven children and a wife; it was a big responsibility back in those days to keep food on the table and clothes for the family. My mother and father decided he should go to work in the coal mines. They had heard that the work was steady and the pay was good and so they left the farm and moved to the coal camp. I remember two things about that time, saying goodbye to my grandparents, and the two wagons that moved us--one held all the house furniture; the other held the children. It was a long trip of about thirty miles with stops along the way. The country road was rough but we enjoyed the scenery. It took us two days to get there. We stopped at homes along the way for food and water and the first night we found a family who let us spend the night. We talked and wondered what our new home would be like in the town of

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Appalachian ReviewUniversity of North Carolina Press

Published: Jan 8, 1998

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