There’s more than Moonshine in West Virginia

Global Volunteers, the organization that I am here with, works with the local organization, Southern Appalachian Labor School (SALS) in West Virginia.

Banner outside the Community Center

SALS mission states that:

“SALS is to provide education, research and linkages for working class and disenfranchised people in order to promote understanding, empowerment and change.  SALS is committed to developing a real comprehension of the social, economic and legal structure which affects the lives of Appalachian people.”

One of the programs at SALS is Educational Training.  Youth build is one of the Educational programs that, “Works to meet the community’s need for education, job training, and affordable quality housing.  Participants must be 17-24 years old and high school dropouts.”  West Virginia leads the country in high school drop out rates.  Mississippi might have edged them out. West Virginians like to say, “Thank God for Mississippi,” when it comes to statistics on all things considered bad. The youth are required to prepare for the GED in the classroom to help meet educational goals.  On the job site they get training in construction.  They learn work skills as well as time management, leadership skills and self esteem.  I was on the job site today.

Community Center and Home Base this week


Donning my jeans, sweatshirt and my Ice Dogs hat, I climbed into the van.  I had my sack lunch in hand filled with a peanut butter sandwich, chips and an apple.  John had come to pick us up for our first day on the job site.  We first went to Oak Hill where SALS bought an old school to renovate and eventually rent out as office space to generate some revenue down the road.  It is basically in the stage of gut and clean.  Artie arrived with a van full of boys who climbed out, swearing like sailors and chaining smoking the minute they stepped out of the van.  One of them came over to our van, stuck his head in and said, “Welcome to operation Hell!”  We didn’t stay in Hell for long, they decided to take us to another town, Mount Hope, to help with the renovation of a home for a 91 year old man.


We arrived at Mount Hope and met Jim, the foreman and John and Brian two of the Youth Build boys.  The boys were very quiet and shy in the beginning.  We were told no pictures the first two days and that it would take them a while to warm to us.  They took us through the house to show us the different jobs.  Jim pointed at me and said, “Come with me.”  I followed and the next thing I knew, I was taking measurements, carrying trim and best of all, using the miter saw.  Yes, really using it.  Jim said, “You got this,” then he went over to the rail and lit up a cigarette.  I LOVED THE POWER!!!  The good news is, I only cut one board too short.  After cutting, I was shown how to shim up the trim and use the nail gun.  Once again, liking the power.  Once all the trim was nailed into place we had to caulk it and then paint all the trim around the room.  At this point, it was team Ned and Holly shortly thereafter joined by Chris Jr. and Gwen.  This was all done before lunch.


Lunch.  I stayed at the house with Gwen and Ned while the Chris’ and Rebecca walked to a little pizza joint down the hill.  The day was nice, slightly overcast but not real hot so we sat outside enjoying our lunch.  Ned commented that he thought Rebecca might be a ward of the state which brought contagious laughter from all of us.  I was so glad to hear it wasn’t just me!


Back at work.  I happened to walk upstairs to find Ned and Chris Sr. had gotten the afternoon instructions from Jim and we were to paint another entire room in the upstairs and put up the trim.  Since one is considered a professional in the area of miter saw and caulk after 5 minutes of instruction, team Holly, Ned and Chris knocked it out.  We started to get a bit punchy by mid-afternoon with the onset of bad jokes about caulking and finding studs to nail but it went by quickly.  I never got a chance to really engage with the boys working on the job.  They started to warm to me by the end of the day and even told us about the purple cow they had seen – acid maybe??  I wouldn’t be at all surprised by some of the stories I caught as I walked through the rooms and Ned was even offered good ‘ole fashioned moonshine on one of his trips out back to cut some trim.  I hope to get their stories in the next couple of days.


Out of there.  Back to Oak Hill to pick up some of the boys to take them home.  The last of the boys to be dropped off was Travis.  He was a large boy with paint all over his face.  He talked about his mother and how he wouldn’t do anything to make her mad.  When we were close to his road he said, “Hey you all, I live on Easy St.”  Sure enough, when we turned into his holler and onto his street, the road sign read “Easy Street.”  He said that when they made the road they asked his mom what she wanted the name of her road to be and she said, “I want to live on Easy St.”  He was very proud of his story.

SALS is working hard to change the lives of these youth.  They pick them up for work and make them be accountable.  They help them get an education and job skills along the way.  They are also affecting the life of the man whose house we worked on today.  The renovation has inspired him to start working on a will.  He never had one before because he never felt like he had anything worth leaving to anyone.  They are changing lives and having a positive influence on lives young and old.

Some things I learned today.  SALS is positively affecting lives young and old.  They are respected and known throughout the communities that they serve.  These youth have been given a second chance and moonshine is still readily available in West Virginia.


Singing Makes Me Happy

Mother Teresa said, “We can do no great things.  Only small things with great love.”

4:30 a.m. – I am up and getting ready.  I don’t leave for another FIVE hours but others in my household have to be out the door by 5:45.

6:00 a.m. – They are finally out the door and on their way.  I have time to crawl back into be but I opt instead to do laundry and pay bills before I leave.

9:00 a.m. – Packed and loaded and heading out.

My journey begins……………..

It was gray and drizzling in Bloomington when I pulled out.  I was afraid that it would rain all day the entire way.  About midway through Kentucky the clouds cleared, the temperature began to rise and before I knew it, I was singing along to Pearl Jam at the top of my lungs.  I mean every word, every song and hitting every drum beat on the steering wheel.  My kids often yell out me for singing along to the radio.  I know every song, no really, I do.  Or, I at least know a line from every song so that I can sing that line over and over again.  This irritates the other members of my family but I love to sing.  My son once told me that he only knew one person who had a better singing voice than me and he wasn’t talking about Barney.  Nevertheless, my incessant singing tends to irritate them.

Today was perfect.  Windows rolled down, radio blaring and I was singing at the top of my lungs.  My jaws actually ache from my 6 hours of singing.  The difference today, however, was that I finally realized why I like to sing along with the radio.  Singing makes me happy.  It is not just singing along with the radio.  Singing really makes me happy.  It makes me smile.  I love to sing!  I sang along with the radio, as loud as I could, all the way to West Virginia!

I have arrived at the SALS (Southern Appalachia Labor School) which will be my home base for the next week.  I have made up my bunk in the dormitory next to the Community Center (which houses the wireless so that I can post each day) and had dinner with the other volunteers.  We have a very eclectic group from all over the country.  Rebecca hails from California, Brother and sister Gwen and Ned come from New Jersey and Chris Sr. and Chris Jr. are from New York.  I am the only Midwesterner.  We find out tomorrow what we will be doing.  I really have no idea.  The kids are on Spring break this week so it will be pretty quiet around the Community Center.  I know that they have several job sites underway and we will visit those tomorrow.

I will be heading off to work on Monday with a little song on my lips and love in my heart.  We are doing something great this week!

More tomorrow on the community that we will be working in.