by R. Wayne Branch

I remember when I was sixteen, talking with my cousin. His uncle had just passed away. We talked about what we wanted in our lives. He wanted a nice home and family, and a big car, of course. I wanted to get as far away from Rand, West Virginia as I could – as quick as I could.

Read the rest of Wayne’s story in our Spring 2012 issue.

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