#coal town

[leesmithvibes]

Broken glass around the foundations of old miners’ homes in Nuttallburg, West Virginia

#taken last summer! #appalachia #coal town #company town #west virginia #nuttallburg #southern gothic #appalachian gothic

[theyuanman]

All the mann vs machine maps

#tf2 #team fortress 2 #mann vs machine #mvm #coal town #bigrock #decoy #mannhattan #rottenburg #mannworks #ghost town

[intheholler]

abandoned mine houses and carts in west virginia

#coal mines #coal town #coal mining #appalachain mountains #appalachia #appalachian gothic #american gothic #americana #appalachian #appalachian culture #small town america #abandoned places #abandoned buildings #yall come back now queue hear?

[hidinginthemountains]

Nuttalburg

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Photographed by Lily Helmick - Instagram | Tumblr

#appalachia #autumn #landscape #nature #landscape photography #nature photography #autumn photography #autumn vibes #history #mining #mining industry #mining history #coal mining #coal town #new river gorge #west virginia #appalachain mountains

[ashcadence]

Haze this morning

#photography #photographer #urban photography #coal town #aesthetic

[iamfanfan]

@ shinchan_neosgame

#crayon shin-chan #coal town

[2001hz]

#deftones #godsmack #avril lavigne #she wants revenge #crazy town #coal chamber #blink 182 #evanescence #rock #nu metal #metal #music #cd #albums #compact disc

[henk-heijmans]

Coal miner's daughter in a company town, Kempton, West Virginia, ca. 1939 - by John Vachon (1914 - 1975), American

#John Vachon #West Virginia #Kempton #girl #town #miner #coal #§

[saintdollanganger]

#mine #photography #americana #a lot of rural towns in washington. left over from logging and coal booms #and concrete of course. but this one was last booming in the seventies. lots of main street buildings completely abandoned #very much known for being a ghost town / haunted #best boiled peanuts northwest of indiana though

[vandaliatraveler]

It’s not so hard to imagine the hustle and bustle of life in this historic Appalachian railroad town at the peak of North-Central West Virginia’s coal and glass industries. In the mid-1800s, the B&O Railroad completed the first trans-Appalachian line through Grafton, and the sleepy backwater along the Tygart River was transformed within a year into an economic boomtown. During the Civil War, Union and Confederate forces fought for control of Grafton’s strategic railroad juncture, which was critical to the Union’s logistical movement of troops and supplies. After the war and through the first half of the 20th Century, growth and prosperity continued, and the town was gifted with two magnificent Beaux Arts edifices to cater to a steady stream of visitors: the B&O Railroad Station and the Willard Hotel. The town also hosted the first Mother’s Day celebration, now commemorated by the International Mother’s Day Shrine. But nothing lasts forever, and with the decline of the area’s coal and glass industries, so too has Grafton seen it’s best days get behind it. But I’m a railroad and history buff, and I admire this town’s noble decrepitude - like that of almost every other Appalachian town whose bittersweet contributions to the making of America seem increasingly lost to history.

#appalachia #vandalia #west virginia #grafton #tygart river #taylor county #mother's day #international mother's day shrine #willard hotel #b&o railroad #b&o railroad station #history #civil war #king coal #railroads #railroad towns #remember these places

[rabbits-of-negative-euphoria]

anyways Annie represents everything unknown beyond the ocean, and thus her act of mercy toward Armin represents the ocean/unknown/humanity acting with mercy toward Armin and that’s why he goes to her, seashell in hand, to comprehend aloud why his dreams of the great blue yonder have not only fallen apart but turned against him. and I’ll take a large fries with ketchup

#- HK #i listened to uhhhhhh like 4 straight hours of Dry the River at work today and I’m super not normal abt it #AM I SUPPOSED TO BE NORMAL AFTER HEARING #in the mouth of an angry harbor / at the lip of an unfamiliar coast #could not explain on waking / how you were the cape of certain hope #AND DONT EVEN GET ME STARTED ON #and I trampled hard coals to a diamond / left from the deck of a ship in the Dardanelles / to bring you this ring in an oyster shell #I had the darkest dream I can’t get my conscience clean of / I burned this town to the ground (Oh that you didn’t) #BUT WHATEVER #SNK #analysis #Aruani #Armin

[listen-to-the-inner-walrus]

so there was this pub, the crooked house or the siden house, where im from that was kinda famous for being the "wonkiest pub in britain". its been there since 1765 (it was originally a farmhouse) and let me tell you, the inside was some of the coolest shit ive seen. it was fucking bostin.

but four days ago, it burnt down. now its nothing but rubble, and its being treated as an arson for the investigation.

and just,,, im so gutted. i have that kind of sadness where you feel empty inside because this was our pub. we're an impoverished area and a lot of our country laughs at us for the way we speak, but we're proud of our local culture and history.

honestly the siden house represented us; we're a little wonky bunch with our dialect the most close to old english and banding together like misfits in a movie.

but now its just gone. its one of the few tranklements of our history we get to hold and its just fucking gone, at someones hand. it was probably new developer who just bought it because its the cheapest way to clear a lot.

and i ay even angry at whoever it was, im just sad. as a brit, i hold no pride for my country and the history of it. but i am a proud yam yam, and right now, it just hurts.

#kai rambles #personal #delete later #probably #i just need to vent #because just #i day feel good rn #like ive been to the crooked house and it was so cool and i fucking loved it so much #and it was so unique and it was ours #it just feels like someones took part of my heart away #like i can be proud of my local history because it was the yam yams who dug the canals and mined the coal and built the factories #and transported the coal via canal and built the railroad tracks and built up all our little towns #and obviously there was exploitation happening and you know weve always been a working class area #we got our name the black country from how much dust and coal and steam was in the air round here #theres an entire story where apparently victoria came round in a carriage to visit an area very essential to industrialisation and she #refused to open the curtain on her carriage window because she was so disgusted with us #it was all local folks making the steel and the cars and the chains and the trains and all the rest #obviously we benefited from colonisation like any area of britain but we were also being oppressed and exploited by rich brits ourselves #but so much of our local architecture was built by us and the culture was built by us and the dialect came from us #and the siden house was part of that #and now its simply gone most likely because some fucking clarnet developer decided oh ill do some light arson to cut corners #who cares about our local culture or history? instead you can just laugh at our accents and our dialect and rewatch benefit street! #because weem all backerds roun' here day yow think? eatin faggots and fittle wommucking it down an' gooin to the foot of our stairs? #ar weem right gawbys in yo eyes. goo on gawp at us tek notes if yo want. just doe dither abou' it an' weem haven no more cotter with yow #ye im probably gonna delete this later #i fully just went yam yam slang there #im just upset and a little bit maddened

[intheholler]

cr. Alain Le Garsmeur. Bluefield, West Virginia, 1979

#west virginia #coal mining town #appalachian history #appalachia #appalachian gothic #appalachian #rural #rural gothic #small town america #americana #yall come back now queue hear?

[ohm-myy-god]

Who else loves binge reading wikipedia articles

#my favorites today were the town of Centralia PA and Long Point MA #cuz first I was reading Fun Facts about PA and then I needed to know more about an abandoned former mining town that has a 60yr long #continuous coal mine fire burning underneath it #and then I thought Hm what are some other abandoned towns in the USA and yeah #also reading out Wikipedia articles to people can be endlessly entertaining #you guys ever heard about Kill Dozer

[toyourstations]

The other day I walked past a recent build in a street of old homes and it felt like a scar of stretched taut toughness on soft weathered skin. Like the demolishing of the house that had been replaced was a wound, and the new build a sterile facsimile of functioning home-ness.

The house from before. I remember it, abandoned for years, dilapidated, overgrown and thick with rot and mold. Broken windows and soft wood and chipped paint. But it belonged on its corner.

This new place was too big for the lot, almost. If it had a garden it would spill out onto the footpath. It didn't have a garden, of course. Modern builds don't. A lawn maybe if you're wealthy but nobody in this town is wealthy. So the house just stretched all the way to the path, its tall windows looking out on an empty road that was designed to be full.

Thats the other thing about new houses. They have these huge windows. And sure, they let in more light. Sure a single pane is a "cleaner" look against the stark white walls and black steel roof. But I feel like I'm on display when I walk past windows like that. Only half as on display as it must feel to be within that cell of a house.

I can picture the interior. It has room for all the necessities, and nothing more. One more bedroom than the house that was there before it, probably. Not enough storage. Interior walls as white as those outside. Carpets dark grey. The constant feeling of being worried you'll scratch the immaculate paint and they'll take it off your bond.

Or maybe it's owned by the people who live there. Maybe they wanted a great view of a main road that's deserted on a Saturday night. Maybe they love stark white walls and a house that doesn't match the neighbourhood. Maybe, just maybe, they've dreamed of living in a house built to maximise the usable space of a small lot without looking like anyone put more design thought in than a 12 year old building a home for their first sim.

Maybe, like a scar, that house was built with love for the place it's healing. An intention to keep the lifeblood of a town from bleeding out or becoming infected by the black mold of poverty. Maybe someone built that house thinking "there aren't enough places in this town with double glazed windows".

Maybe they made a simple and generic house to cut down on costs not because they're an opportunistic landlord but because their budget only stretched so far. It doesn't have enough storage but that's fine because we needed the extra bedroom with a kid on the way.

I dont know.

I see the scar, and it's unattractive, but I saw the injury too.

I hope someone paints that house.

#my poetry #my writing #just a little thing ive been mulling over since saturday #i live in an old coal mining town #there's a lot going on

[pik-star-memeland-adventures]

#king of town #do not eat pelease #coal #homestar runner