you're still going every day into that darkness, into that place of so many risks, what steven crane called a place of inscrutable darkness, a soundless place of tangible loneliness. that's how he described his first impression of a coal mine when crane was just in his 20's. later he described all the ways you could die in that coal mine, what he called the hundred perils of dying in a coal line. of course, this is in the context of the 1890's, but said, there is an insidious, silent enemy in the gas. if the huge fan wheel on top of the earth should stop for a brief period, there is certain death. if a man escapes the gas, the floods, the squeezes of falling rock, the scarce shooting through little -- the cars shooting through little tunnels, the hundreds perils that usually comes to him in minor's asthma that shakes and rakes him into the grave. he was talking to what they used to call minor's asthma in the old, old days. rich trumka understood that. his own family members had died from that same -- had that same cause of death. it wasn't some theory or some passage he read in a hist