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Pat’s Tavern by Thomas J. CraneA Tribute To MinersAs the Old Miner looked back in time, I sense the doubt that must have plagued his mind as to whether or not he did the right thing by following in the footsteps that were made by those who went before him and that he was destined to follow. Where he once tread those footsteps with a spring in his step and a determination to make his mark in this world, he eventually settled into a continuous struggle that tested his spirit and threatened his very life. While his countenance underwent change as he progressed through the years, Mother Earth bore witness and still extracted her due no matter whether he be young or old. Then, one might ask, “How could any one follow such a damning profession?” What are the rewards at the end of the day and eventually, at the end of a lifetime for work in the mines? How better might it had been if he had followed a different path to making a living, one might ask. Surely, there are other and more profitable ways of gaining riches and providing for one’s comfort in life. But therein comes the rub. How better must it be to wake up in the morning with pride on one’s face knowing that his or her toil was honest and pure and did not come at the expense of others. His was a toil that did not reach into another person’s pocket and steal that person’s life’s blood. Is the true measure of a man or a woman the sum total of how much riches they might gather at the expense of another? Is it not better to dream the dreams of an honest person as opposed to those who follow a lecherous life and that causes them to lie awake at night and fear for their souls? I think that when all is said and done, the Gates of Heaven will open wide for those who have followed the mining profession or any other honest endeavor, As for those who might have found an easier, but more lucrative, yet corrupt life, they are destined to leave their earth bound treasures at the Golden Gate. It is then that the Holy One will look down upon the parasites of this life and measure their spirit and their souls against those of the miners and other workers who already occupy a more Heavenly and loftier perch. So, take heed and take heart, the struggle might have been worth it. The miners soul is worth any amount of gold. The true measure of its worth is the price that the Miner has paid and it cannot be bought. Until that appointed day comes, I sense that there are others who will recognize the miners or any other laboring person for the honor that they have brought upon themselves.60


































































































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