tiley walked three decades ago and words from the opening paragraph to his book come to my mind. it was nine hundred eighty eight my fifth visit to harlan county i was in the winding road from harlan to have birds driving a borrowed pickup truck when i began to notice the road kill it was a dangerous road with more than its share of adventurous drivers and it was getting dark. i began to think of the many ways in which that was a presence in this land the. road accidents and of course the corn mines beyond. returning to new york leaving behind harlan and the this rain. i try to put together to pieces sober remotes were to i only got a glimpse off. i only wonder where all that energy came from. the energy that lights up the luxuries. there was. or is were. girls grew. let down our down the our way. claim to know the all for. he was down for. them. to. leave. town. he. didn't steal the first thing. to be home and now was. an. irrational. desire for all of the. zimmer. aslaksen it says the. small fortune in the beginning to your good. fortune for the outnumbered a lot about this mor