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My grandfather was a coal miner in southern Indiana in the early 1900s. My mother was from a very poor family of 10 children. Finally ca 1928 the family moved to northern Indiana for work. The coal mining had dwindled to almost nothing. My grandfather eventually died from a lung condition.
As was mine; he immigrated from Wales and worked in coal mines all across the USA
Sorry, not a job for me. I am not afraid of small places, but I like the open area a lot, lot better. I loved it when I was farming, then I drove truck, and then sold farm machinery. All nice open country jobs.
It does take one rugged individual to take-up a mining job. That is as true today as it was back then, I guess ...
It takes a special breed to be a coal miner to risk your life to provide a living for yourself and others.