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Elaine McMillion Sheldon is about to get you out of some awkward situations. She’s the director of the award-winning documentary Hollow, and while screening the film in over fifty locations—Virginia to Vermont…

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Pieces of Home

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I keep a Blue Willow bowl on my coffee table. When people come to my house, they must think it’s full of aging junk. The objects inside—an old lock, a…

3 Tranquil Minutes in Lost River

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Man alive—this has been one grueling week. We’re buying a house and the inspector delivered bad news; my car needed a bunch of repairs; writing projects were in overdrive; and to top it all…

Breaking Beans

Photo by Mike Licht on Flickr.

Long before they were frozen in cardboard boxes, before they formed tall heaps on grocers’ shelves, even before they were planted in pioneer gardens, green beans grew in Appalachia. According to today’s guest…

Cherokee Bark Baskets

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When Mark Green was nine years old, he needed to carry nuts and berries in something. That’s not an issue most of us encounter these days, but in Mark’s family,…

Space Cloth: The Final Frontier

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Ever stand atop an Appalachian mountain and feel like you could touch the stars? Well, in 1961, a group of Kentucky craftspeople came closer than just about any of us. Today’s…

Remembering Trula Bailey

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From the Athens, Tennessee home where one Trula Bailey experimented with Appalachian cooking to local restaurants like Mario’s Fishbowl—a West Virginia hotspot for competitive eating—Fred Sauceman has uncovered Appalachia’s foodways with an…

Nirvana: West Virginia Style

Photos provided by Aaron Blum.

Scan the rolling hilltops of West Virginia, and what would you expect to see—an old coal tipple, boulders, the crumbling remains of a settler’s cabin? How about a gilded palace with colorful…

Tour a Revived River

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West Virginia’s Coal River Watershed has seen its share of abuse. Mining and logging operations combined with the vices of development—open sewer lines and plain old litter—once choked long stretches of these…

A Poem: Bobby’s Suit Jacket

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This poem is for anyone who never had a pot to pee in; who shared a bedroom, shoes, maybe even a toothbrush because you couldn’t afford more than one. It’s for people…

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