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            <title>Wifes on Kindle</title>
            <description><![CDATA[I just learned that Goodbye Wifes and Daughters is available on Kindle. This is very exciting to me, though I wish I could see it in its Kindleness. I might be forced to buy one. This link should bring you to the Kindle store, which I've also just discovered.<div><br /><div><div><a href="http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=node%3D1293747011&amp;field-keywords=goodbye+wifes+and+daughters&amp;x=0&amp;y=0&amp;ih=22_2_3_0_0_0_0_0_0_1.80_84&amp;">http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=node%3D1293747011&amp;field-keywords=goodbye+wifes+and+daughters&amp;x=0&amp;y=0&amp;ih=22_2_3_0_0_0_0_0_0_1.80_84&amp;fsc=-1<br /></a><br /></div></div></div>]]></description>
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            <title>Bad guy gets a talking to</title>
            <description><![CDATA[I love how Senator Byrd scolds Blankenship in this Senate hearing, though it's still not enough. He needs a time out in a locked corner.<div><br /></div><div>http://wvgazette.com/News/201005200622<br /><br /></div>]]></description>
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            <title>My first gold medal </title>
            <description><![CDATA[http://www.independentpublisher.com/article.php?page=1362<br /><br />West-Mountain - Best Regional Non-Fiction 
Gold: Goodbye Wifes and Daughters, by Susan Kushner Resnick (University of Nebraska Press)
Silver (tie): Voices of the American West, by Corinne Platt and Meredith Ogilby (Fulcrum Publishing) and Theodore Roosevelt Hunter-Conservationist, by R.L. Wilson (Boone and Crockett Club)
Bronze: Storm of the i: An Artobiography, by Tina Collen (Art Review Press)]]></description>
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            <title>Washington Post Book review of &quot;Goodbye Wives and Daughters,&quot; by Susan Kushner Resnick</title>
            <description><![CDATA[It's ok that they misspelled my title and criticized my foreshadowing. I love this review simply because it exists!<div><br /></div><div>http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2010/05/07/AR2010050702351.html<br /><br /></div>]]></description>
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            <title>President Obama at miner memorial: &apos;How can we let anyone in this country put their lives at risk by simply showing up to work; by simply pursuing the American dream?&apos; «  Coal Tattoo</title>
            <description><![CDATA[Let's hope and pray that this isn't just rhetoric once again.<div><br /></div><div>http://blogs.wvgazette.com/coaltattoo/2010/04/25/president-obama-at-miner-memorial-how-can-we-let-anyone-in-this-country-put-their-lives-at-risk-by-simply-showing-up-to-work-by-simply-pursuing-the-american-dream/<br /><br /></div>]]></description>
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            <title>Moment of Silence</title>
            <description>3:30 on Monday, to honor the disaster of one week ago at that time. Personally, I think we should all shut off our electricity for half a day because half of it comes from coal. And coal miners.</description>
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            <title>Miners Found Dead: Four Missing Miners Found Dead At Upper Big Branch Coal Mine</title>
            <description><![CDATA[Rest In Peace. 75 men from Montana will meet you in heaven.<div><br /></div><div>http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2010/04/10/upper-big-branch-mine-res_n_532696.html#postComment<br /><br /></div>]]></description>
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            <title>Great article linking Smith Mine disaster of 1943 to this week&apos;s tragedy</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.aolnews.com/nation/article/west-virginia-mine-explosion-echoes-montana-tragedy-from-1943/19432234"><img alt="AOL-page-cropped.png" src="http://www.susankushnerresnick.com/blog/2010/04/09/AOL-page-cropped.png" width="162" height="451" class="mt-image-right" style="float: right; margin: 0 0 20px 20px;" /></a></p>

<p>AOL's Steve Pendlebury interviewed me about how this week's tragedy echos the Smith Mine disaster of 1943.  <a href="http://www.aolnews.com/nation/article/west-virginia-mine-explosion-echoes-montana-tragedy-from-1943/19432234">Here is the article</a>. </p>
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            <title>An obvious point that bears repeating</title>
            <description><![CDATA[<div><a href="http://www.boston.com/bostonglobe/editorial_opinion/oped/articles/2010/04/07/mine_disasters_and_money/">My take on the latest disaster</a>, from the Boston Globe.</div>]]></description>
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            <title>AGAIN</title>
            <description><![CDATA[I had hoped my book on the 1943 coal mine disaster&nbsp;that killed 75 (Goodbye Wifes and Daughters) would inspire people to do all they can to prevent disasters like the one that happened in West Virginia yesterday. 25 dead, so far. Three from one family. A mining company, Massey, with a history of safety violations. Lives are still cheaper than fixing whatever needs to be fixed. No one knows exactly what happened yet - or at least they aren't saying - but the fact that it happened at all is shameful. We know better....My prayers and tears go out to the families.&nbsp;<div><br /></div>]]></description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 06 Apr 2010 07:11:13 -0500</pubDate>
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            <title>I don&apos;t always write about coal mining...</title>
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And that might be the case -- or at least the hope -- in all athletic competitions. But in one competitive sphere, the opposite is true. There's&nbsp;<em style="font-style: italic; ">always</em>crying in drama.</p></div><div class="articlePluckHidden"><div id="articleEmbed" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; display: block; "><div id="relatedContent" class="embed" style="width: 189px; float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "><div class="relatedBox" style="padding-top: 7px; border-top-width: 4px; border-top-style: solid; border-top-color: rgb(183, 220, 255); margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 20px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; width: 189px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 4px; "><table id="commentInviteBox" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; padding-top: 6px; width: auto; "><tbody style="font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; "><tr style="font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; width: auto; "><td rowspan="2" style="font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; width: auto; "><a href="http://www.boston.com/bostonglobe/editorial_opinion/oped/articles/2010/03/24/acting_competition_tears_oh_the_drama/?comments=all#readerComm" id="commentCount" style="color: rgb(69, 86, 156); text-decoration: none; cursor: pointer; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 14px; "><img src="http://cache.boston.com/jobs/i/comments.jpg" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; padding-right: 4px; " /></a></td><td class="commentInvite" style="font-size: 13px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-weight: bold; width: auto; ">Discuss</td></tr><tr style="font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; width: auto; "><td style="font-size: 12px; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; width: auto; "><a href="http://www.boston.com/bostonglobe/editorial_opinion/oped/articles/2010/03/24/acting_competition_tears_oh_the_drama/?comments=all#readerComm" id="commentCount" style="color: rgb(69, 86, 156); text-decoration: none; cursor: pointer; font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 14px; ">COMMENTS (<span id="cCount"></span>)</a></td></tr></tbody></table></div></div></div><p>This weekend, 14 teams of Massachusetts high school thespians, techies, musicians, seamstresses and directors will compete in the annual High School Drama Guild finals. Of 111 teams who entered the competition, each performing a non-musical play in less than 40 minutes, only one will take home a trophy.</p></div><div class="articlePluckHidden"><p>The rest will probably cry.</p></div><div class="articlePluckHidden"><p>I know this because my child's team competed in the semi-final round. During the two weeks between "prelims'' and "semis,'' they previewed the play, collected audience feedback, tweaked costumes and line-readings. They met the director-mandated curfew the night before competing. And though their bus broke down on the way to the auditorium, the stage was unfamiliar, and a couple of kids got sick, they nailed it.</p></div><div class="articlePluckHidden"><p>At least that's what our traveling parent cheering section decided. After our kids competed, we spent the rest of the day applauding the other shows, holding our collective breath when we suspected a performance might have outshone ours and not saying anything that could jinx the outcome. After years of being shut out after semis, we badly wanted our players to move on to finals. They didn't.</p></div><div class="articlePluckHidden"><p>Hours of crying ensued. Drama kids are, after all, a highly emotional sort. It's part of the skill set. Take your average, overwrought teenager and square their freak-out. You think your soccer player gets dramatic over a missed goal? Quadruple that reaction. Drama kids are the pros. I refer to unrest in the theater world as Drama-drama.</p></div><div class="articlePluckHidden"><p>So when they don't get a role or the director corrects them too many times or they get eliminated from the tournament, they cry. With the girls, it's viral: one starts and almost all of them finish. The boys might hide the tears and kick things instead, as boys are apt to do, but I'm certain they weep later.</p></div><div class="articlePluckHidden"><p><em style="font-style: italic; ">It's not fair</em>, they say. And they're right. Nothing in theater is fair. I've been around children's theater since my high school junior was in fifth grade. Drama is the most arbitrary and subjective thing I've witnessed.</p></div><div class="articlePluckHidden"><p>In sports, hard work often leads directly to success. In the workplace, too. Not so in drama. The kid who works his butt off preparing for an audition can get passed over for the actor who's tall enough to dance with the lead. Children with flawless singing voices can get cut because they don't have the right musical theater sound. And then there's normal, human subjectivity, which sullies all teams: the producer's kid cast as the most important elf is the same as the coach's kid slotted as lead pitcher despite a weak arm.</p></div><div class="articlePluckHidden"><p>The Guild competition might be the most unfair of the unfair. There are too few judges, too much nepotism and home-court advantages. Still, it's the best thing my kid has ever done.</p></div><div class="articlePluckHidden"><p>A lot of children land on stage by default: they don't like sports and there are few venues for creative pursuits when they're little and craving a place to belong. Theater is accepting. The quirkier the kid, the better. The drawback to this kind and gentle atmosphere is that dramatic types miss lessons that athletes learn regularly.</p></div><div class="articlePluckHidden"><p>The drama competition teaches theater kids to work as a team. Divas aren't welcome during the competition. Since sets are judged along with performances, the stage crew becomes as valued as the cast. Everyone learns what it feels like to win, to lose, and to pick themselves up off the playing field.</p></div><div class="articlePluckHidden"><p>Amid the tears, there's tough talk about&nbsp;<em style="font-style: italic; ">never doing this again!</em>&nbsp;But they will. The tears will dry. The kids will move on to the next play. The directors will search for a new script. They'll all be back: the underclassmen with their make-up and power drills and headsets; the graduates who come back to cheer on their old team; the moms and dads in their matching t-shirts. And just like in sports, they will arrive with the undying belief that this is their year.</p></div><div class="articlePluckHidden"><p><em style="font-style: italic; ">Susan Kushner Resnick is author of "Goodbye Wifes and Daughters.''&nbsp;</em><img class="storyend" src="http://cache.boston.com/bonzai-fba/File-Based_Image_Resource/dingbat_story_end_icon.gif" width="6" height="8" border="0" alt="" style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-left: 4px; " /></p></div><div class="copyright" style="color: rgb(70, 70, 70); font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; ">© Copyright 2010 Globe Newspaper Company.</div></div></div><div><div id="globeSubAd" style="background-image: url(http://cache.boston.com/universal/site_graphics/globe_subscribe_back.jpg); background-repeat: no-repeat; height: 52px; width: 539px; font-size: 13px; text-align: left; font-family: arial; margin-top: 15px; clear: both; "></div></div></span>]]></description>
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            <description><![CDATA[<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Times; font-size: medium; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><table cellspacing="5" border="0"><tbody><tr><td class="analysisHed" valign="top" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; ">On the Bookshelf</td></tr><tr><td valign="top" class="forumheader" style1="" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 28px; line-height: 26px; color: rgb(119, 119, 119); font-weight: bold; ">Goodbye Wifes and Daughters</td></tr><tr><td class="subhead" valign="top" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-style: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; "><table width="100%" border="0"><tbody><tr></tr></tbody></table><span style="font-size: 12pt; "><strong><strong>Book chronicles the lives of those left behind&nbsp;<br />after Montana's worst coal mine disaster</strong></strong></span></td></tr><tr><td valign="top"><b><span class="textsmall" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 9px; line-height: 10px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: none; ">By: Barbara Theroux<br />Fact &amp; Fiction&nbsp;<br />for Headwaters News<br />Feb. 25, 2010</span></b></td></tr><tr><td valign="top"><blockquote><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; "><em>Nobody ever took responsibility for the Bearcreek disaster, and the families didn't get any compensation for their pain. All those people died, and even more grieved, but it was as if they didn't matter. That sense outraged me more than anything else. All people matter. I hope this story will be a reminder of how much.</em></p></blockquote><p align="right"><span class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">- From the introduction of Susan Kushner Resnick's&nbsp;<em><br />"Goodbye Wifes and Daughters</em></span></p><p><span class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">On Saturday, February 27, 1943, nearly 80 men descended into the Smith coal mine in Bearcreek , Montana. Only three came out alive. "Goodbye wifes and daughters . . ." wrote two of the miners as they died.</span></p><p><span class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">As I started reading Resnick's book I kept asking one question--Why am I not familiar with this disaster? And wondering one thought---Why does this kind of disaster keep happening?</span></p><p><span class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">The story of that tragic day and its aftermath unfolds in this book through the eyes of those wives and daughters--women who lost their husbands, fathers, and sons, livelihoods, neighbors and homes. The tragedy at Smith Mine became Montana 's worst coal mine disaster, sparking investigations at the state and national level.</span></p><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">Susan Kushner Resnick felt the fascination of how the surviving women managed to continue after facing such loss; the need to share their heroic stories; the anger at those who let it happen; and the hope the someday history would stop repeating itself.</p><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">She chronicles the missteps and questionable ethics of the mine's managers; the efforts of an earnest federal mine inspector and the mine union's president, who tried in vain to make the mine safer; and the heroism of the men who battled for nine days to rescue the trapped miners.</p><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">In the 1920's,&nbsp;<a href="http://www.bearcreekmt.com/" target="_blank">Bearcreek, Montana</a>&nbsp;was new. It was wild, with 11 saloons and not one church. It was like all mining towns or coal camps with brothels, fistfights and rollicking parties.</p><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">At the time of the disaster, Bearcreek had grown but it was not a company town. The firm that owned the Smith Mine, Montana Coal and Iron, did not rule the community.</p><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">The residents of Bearcreek were free to shop and sleep where they wanted. There were two hotels, rows of profitable businesses, a hospital and a bank. During its glory days almost two thousand people lived in Bearcreek. But the 1943 disaster destroyed a community---it killed 75 men, leaving 58 widows and 125 fatherless children.</p><blockquote><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; "><em>"When a man in a small town dies, the community usually rallies around his wife and children. The women bring cakes and hot casseroles, wipe the kitchen counters, and make sure the mourners try to get some sleep. The men do their best to fill in for the departed, offering to fix loose screen doors or mow the overgrown lawns come spring. But when everyone in the community is grief-stricken, there is no one to hold up the weak, no one to distract them from&nbsp;</em><em>their emptiness and take care of the details."</em></p></blockquote><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">Resnick sets the time and the scene. It was war time and getting coal out of the ground was the priority, not clean air or the health of the miners. The week of the disaster, people were waiting to register for the newest ration books.</p><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">An article in the Billings Gazette about the Bearcreek High School's basketball success, began by describing the all-American spirit of the mining town.</p><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">The table of contents of Resnick's book reads like an outline, with precise topics including: The Romance, The Inspection, The Teenagers, The Panic, The Wait, The Grief, The Blame, The Survivors. Many of the chapter's first lines set the mood:</p><blockquote><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; "><em>"She should have thrown salt over her shoulder."</em></p><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; "><em>"Gerard Arnold had never seen such a dangerous mine."</em></p><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; "><em>"It's hard to think about boys when you're trying to write a newspaper article."</em></p><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; "><em>"Everybody would remember the weather."</em></p></blockquote><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">With the background in place, the history unfolds. In November 1942, Gerald Arnold, the federal mine inspector, came to perform a long overdue inspection on the Smith Mine.&nbsp;<br /><br />The Smith was the first mine in the state to be inspected because it was the gassiest---more methane than normal seeped out of the coal. Arnold met with W.R. Freeman and his younger brother James---W.R. was the face of Montana Coal and Iron, James was the general manager.</p><blockquote><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; "><em>"There is simply too much gas in this mine, he told them. Further, they would have to get rid of everything that could ignite it, especially the cigarettes and the open lights. They'd have to start searching the men to make sure they weren't sneaking in cigarettes. And they'd have to order closed lights for every miner. Sure, that might take some time, given all the war-related red tape, so while they waited, the foremen would have to examine every place men wearing fire on their</em><em>foreheads worked, several times a day, to make sure the rooms were gas free. The foremen would have to start carrying safety lamps with them constantly, and signing daily gas reports, to prove that someone in charge was paying attention to the fluctuations.</em></p><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; "><em>James Freeman didn't like what he was hearing. This guy made it sound as is his mine was a disaster waiting to happen."</em></p></blockquote><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">Copies of Arnold's report were sent to Ed Davies, the state mine inspector, as well as to Tony Boyle, the district president of the United Mine Workers of America, and the report was to be posted at the mine for all the workers to see.</p><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">One month before the disaster, Davies visited the mine. But everyone knew the inspector was coming so they spent the days before his visit clearing out the gas and making the mine appear safe. Davies saw no reason to have the State Industrial Accident Board shut the mine. The board issued a safety inspection certificate on February 23, 1943--just four days before the disaster.</p><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">Another warning came from Dr John Oleinik who had been treating more and more miners with symptoms of gas inhalation. He analyzed blood samples and found carbon monoxide levels of 27.5 percent, some even as high as 37 percent.</p><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">In addition to the gas safety concerns, the last mine rescue training had been in 1930 and the company barely had any rescue equipment .</p><blockquote><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; "><em>"Arnold had noted during the inspection that four blankets, two stretchers, and some dressing materials were they only first-aid supplies in the mine. The company kept five self-contained oxygen packs in a supply house, but they hadn't been used or maintained in years. They kept two gas masks at the mine, but the canisters that made them useful were damaged."</em></p></blockquote><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">After the disaster, the people of Bearcreek embarked on surviving. Children went back to school, starting on a Saturday to make up for the days lost. The high schoolers had a free day, but that Saturday was to have been the day of the Senior ball. There were no decorations in the gym, no dancing, no wearing of the prom dresses. The ball had been cancelled due to sorrow.</p><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">Social Security officers were doing all they could to help the women win their benefits as quickly as possible. The federal War Manpower Commission was encouraging women with children older than 14 to get a job. Patriotism could not supply a paycheck; could not pay for college; could not keep people in Bearcreek.</p><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">In April, an inquest was held to determine how the men died and whether anyone was responsible for their deaths. During questioning it was revealed that the mine was indeed gassy, that many had known that fact and that the mining practices were unsafe.</p><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">After six hours the nine jurors concluded the men&nbsp;<em>"met their deaths due to concussion and to gas poisoning caused by gas and dust explosion"</em>&nbsp;and recommended new state mining laws, but did not charge anyone with a crime.</p><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">The governor also appointed a committee to investigate. Their report attacked the mine operators, the state inspector and the state itself, but again, no blame was given to Montana Coal and Iron.</p><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; ">Not one of the women widowed by the Smith Mine disaster ever received compensation from the company. The Smith closed for good two years later due to financial strain.</p><hr><p class="text" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 13px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; "><em><em><em>Barbara Theroux is the manager of&nbsp;<a href="http://www.factandfictionbooks.com/NASApp/store/IndexJsp" target="_blank">Fact &amp; Fiction</a>, now part of the<a href="http://www.montanabookstore.com/" target="_blank">Bookstore at the University of Montana</a></em><em>.</em></em><em><br /></em><em></em></em></p></td></tr><tr></tr></tbody></table><br /></span>]]></description>
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            <description><![CDATA[<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: Times; font-size: medium; "><div align="left">Several people have asked to see a complete list of all the Smith Mine victims. It was left out of the book, but that should be remedied in the paperback.</div><div align="left"><br /><table width="660" height="4909" border="0" align="left" cellpadding="0" bordercolor="0"><tbody><tr><td width="1368" height="4905" colspan="2" align="left" valign="top"><table width="656" height="4055" border="0" background="http://www.bearcreekmt.com/Images/paper017.jpg"><tbody><tr><td width="643" height="4051" align="left" valign="top" background="http://www.bearcreekmt.com/Images/paper017.jpg"><h2 align="center"><em><strong><font size="6">In Rem</font></strong></em><em><strong><font size="6">em</font></strong></em><em><strong><font size="6">b</font></strong></em><em><strong><font size="6">ra</font></strong></em><em><strong><font size="6">nce</font></strong></em><strong><br /><font size="3">Smith Mine Disaster Victims<br />February 27, 1943</font></strong></h2><hr width="75%"><p><em>"They took, willingly, the daily risk which accompanies the occupation of mine working in order that they might provide the wherewithals of life to their loved ones.</em>"<br /><strong>Rev. A.W. Seebart, Memorial Service</strong><strong>, March, 1943</strong>&nbsp;<br /><br /><font size="2" face="Times New Roman, Times, serif"><strong>Sam Alexander, 57, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born Stevenston, Scotland on Nov. 24, 1885. Married Agnus Pearson at Red Lodge in 1908. Was survived by his widow, 1 son, 1 daughter, 3 grandchildren. Buried Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />James Allison, 51, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born in Red Lodge Jan 27, 1892. Son of James and Agnus Allison. Lived entire life in Carbon County. Married Rose Skupa, Feb. 17, 1919. Survived by his widow, 1 son, 2 daughters, 1 grandchild, 1 brother, 3 sisters. Buried Robinson (Clear Creek) Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Emil Anderson, 40, Washoe.&nbsp;</strong>Born in Red Lodge Aug. 2, 1902, son of Mr. And Mrs. Leander Anderson. Attended Red Lodge schools, moved to Washoe in 1915. Started work in Bearcreek coal mines in 1916, at age 14. Married Agnes McBride at Red Lodge, Jan. 27, 1922. Survived by 3 children, 3 brothers, 1 sister. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />William C. Appleton, Sr., 50, Washoe</strong>. Born Prescott, Lancaster England Aug. 22, 1892. Married Annie McDonald Tweedie at Maidstone, Kent England, April 13, 1915. Survived by his widow, 2 sons, 2 daughters, sister. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Sam Barovich, 56, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born in Yugoslavia. Obituary not found. Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />William F. Barry, 26, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born Sandpoint, Idaho, May 26, 1916. Married Virginia Price Sept. 5, 1940 at Red Lodge. Began working at Smith Mine Jan. 2, 1943. Survived by his widow and his mother. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />William Beeney, 55, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born Newcastle, county of Durham, England Sept. 6, 1888. Came to Bearcreek in 1907, worked in mines since. Married Mary Hamilton Dec. 24, 1914. Survived by his widow, 2 sons, 1 daughter, 3 grandchildren, 1 brother in England, 2 sisters (1 in England). Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Jules Besinque, 51, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born Scammon, Kansas, July 11, 1891. Came to Bearcreek in 1918. Was the mayor of Bearcreek for a time, managed meat department in Bearcreek store. Returned to mines in 1923. Moved to Billings in 1930. Survived by his widow Elizabeth Tassin Besinque, 2 sons, 1 daughter. Buried at Billings.<br /><strong><br />John Bone, 60, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born in Scotland. Obituary not found. Bearcreek Cemetery.&nbsp;<br /><strong><br />Leland Cline, 26, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born Nov. 23, 1917 in Miles City. Graduated Billings schools, helped father on farm 3 miles west of Boyd. Married Verna Warila of Roberts on Aug. 26, 1940. Had only recently gone to work for Montana Coal and Iron. Survived by his widow, parents Mr. And Mrs. Joe Cline, daughter, 3 sisters, 4 brothers, grandmother. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Donald J. Davis, 42, Red Lodge</strong>. Born Swanse, Wales Dec. 19, 1901. Came to U.S. in 1903. Father Thomas Davis was killed in mine cave-in near Livingston in 1905. Moved to Red Lodge with his mother Margaret Pollock and stepfather in 1907. Began work at Smith Mine in Aug., 1942. Survived by 2 sisters, 1 brother. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />William DeBourg, 55, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born Sillingbyn, Langsrud, Varmland Sweden, Feb. 3, 1888. Son of Christine Larson and John Jacob DeBourg. Came to U.S. in 1908. Was blacksmith and mechanic. Married Lena Sconfienza Mar. 27, 1927. Survived by his widow, 1 sister, 1 brother. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />August Deruelle, 62, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born in France. No obituary found. Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><br /><strong>Pat Doran, 38, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born in Red Lodge. Wife's name Minnie. No obituary found. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Marcel Fages, 40, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born Lieven France on Jan. 12, 1903. Lived in Bearcreek 22 years, was a barber in Bearcreek. Survived by his wife Mary, 1 son, his mother, 1 sister. Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Joe Ferro, 51, Red Lodge.&nbsp;</strong>Born in Italy. Was single. Believed to have been an orphan. No obituary found. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />John Germanetti, 60, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born Borgo-Franco, Italy on Jan. 1, 1883. Came to U.S. in 1908. Married Josephine Pistano. Lived in Red Lodge, worked in Smith Mine 11 years. Survived by his widow, 1 daughter, a brother and a sister in Italy. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Peter Charles Giovetti, 39, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born Italy, May 12, 1903. Came to U.S. at 4 months, to Red Lodge in 1914, to Bearcreek in 1939. Married Lottie Spear Nov. 16, 1923 at Red Lodge. Survived by his widow, 2 daughters, 2 sons, his mother Mrs. Dominic Giovetti, 2 sisters, 1 brother. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Matt Hallila, 57, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born Finland, Jan. 1, 1886. Came to America in 1906, and to Red Lodge in 1942. Married Mrs. Ellen Nyback in 1942. Survived by his widow, 1 daughter, 4 stepsons. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Arthur Halpin, 42, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;No birthplace or birthdate listed. Resident of Red Lodge for many years. Operated a ranch, worked in mines during busy mining time. Brother-in-law William Pelo also killed in Smith Mine disaster. Survived by his wife Ada Halpin, 2 sons, father M.F. Halpin, 2 brothers, paternal grandmother Matilda J. Halpin. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />A.D. Dewey Hardy, 46, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born in Oklahoma. Wife's name was Delena. No obituary available. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />James Hawthorne, 31, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born Red Lodge Mar. 1, 1912. Moved to Bearcreek as a child, attended Bearcreek schools. Graduated Bearcreek High School 1930. Married Alice Rose Schwenneker May, 1939. Survived by his parents Mr. and Mrs. Alex Hawthorne, 1 son, 2 brothers, 2 sisters. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br />.<strong><br />John Hodnik, 31, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born Dec. 4, 1911. Graduated Washoe Grade School 1926. Graduated Bearcreek High School 1930. Various occupations, worked for Montana Coal &amp; Iron 7 months. Married Helen Karina, May 21, 1940. Was part owner of Bear Creek Coal Mine. Survivors included his widow, mother, 3 brothers, 1 sister. Bearcreek Cemetery.&nbsp;<br /><br /><strong>Ahti Walter Joki, 30, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born near Fox on Jan. 28, 1913. Attended school at Fox. Married Louise Henrietta Vanderloos Nov. 23, 1939. Survived by his wife, 1 daughter, his parents, 2 sisters, 4 brothers. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Wayne Jones, 31, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born in Idaho. Wife's name Elma. No obituary available. Buried in Idaho.<br /><strong><br />Andrew Jorden, 21, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born in Red Lodge. Single. No obituary available. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Mike Korinko, 33, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born in Bridger. Wife's name Susie. No obituary available. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />John Krop, Sr., 59, Red Lodge.&nbsp;</strong>Born St. Ozbold, Yugoslavia on Dec. 7, 1883. Lived in U.S. 35 years, 25 in Red Lodge. Married Fannie Prenta in 1910. Survived by his widow, 2 sons, 1 brother, 1 sister. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Louis Kuhar, 56, Bearcreek.&nbsp;</strong>Born in Austria. Wife's name Josephine. No obituary available. Buried at Billings.<br /><strong><br />Edward Kumpula, 35, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born Stockett, Montana, July 4, 1907. Came to Red Lodge as small child. Married Esther Wilson at Columbus on April 24, 1939. Survived by his widow, 1 son, 1 brother. Buried Red Lodge.<br /><strong><br />Edward Laird, 55, Washoe.&nbsp;</strong>Born in Scotland. Wife's name Ruby. No obituary available. Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Edward J. Laird, 49, Washoe</strong>. Born Armadele, Scotland Mar. 3, 1803. Came to Washoe 1911, worked in mines 22 years. Married to Mary C. Thorburn, Mar. 7, 1921. Survived by his widow, 2 daughters, 1 son, his mother Mrs. James Laird Sr., 3 sisters, 3 brothers. Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Clem Lodge, 51, Washoe.</strong>&nbsp;Born Dickinson, North Dakota on Aug. 12, 1891. Came to Red Lodge in 1897. Started working at Bridger Mine at age 13. Later moved to Washoe. Married Mary Laird on April 17, 1915 at Red Lodge. Survived by his widow, 2 sons, mother, 4 brothers, 2 sisters. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />John Madden, 53, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born in Yugoslovia. Never married. Survived by 1 brother. Red Lodge Cemetery.&nbsp;<br /><strong><br />Richard Mallon, 68, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born Oct. 7, 1874 at South Stanrigg, Scotland. Came to Montana in 1893. Married Anne Jane McKee at Bozeman Nov. 22, 1897. Came to Red Lodge in 1908. He worked in the Red Lodge mine until it closed, then worked in the mines in Bearcreek region. Survivors included his wife, 4 daughters, 1 son, 6 sisters, 6 grandchildren. Buried in Bozeman.&nbsp;<br /><strong><br />Ignac Marinchek, 57, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born Zazorjc, St. Peter, Yugoslavia, July 1, 1885. Came to Bearcreek in 1909. Worked in grocery store and in mines. Survivors included his widow, 2 daughters, brother, grandson. Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Abraham McDonald, 59, Washoe.&nbsp;</strong>Born Haywood Scotland on Oct. 19, 1883 to Mr. And Mrs. John McDonald. Came to Washoe from Ohio in 1913. Survived by his widow Mrs. Jemimia Laffea McDonald, 2 daughters, 1 son. Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Joseph McDonald, 42, Washoe.&nbsp;</strong>Born in Ohio. Wife's name Anna. No obituary found. Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Robert Logan McDonald, 42, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born in Red Lodge on Feb. 16, 1901, son of Wilhema and Sam McDonald. Married Nell Ferry in 1924. Lived in Red Lodge until 1936, then in Red Lodge. Survived by his widow, 2 sons, 1 daughter, 2 brothers, 2 sisters. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />James McNeish, 60, Washoe.&nbsp;</strong>Born Scotland. No obituary available. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br />John Meiklejohn, 63. Born Oakley, Fefeshire, Scotland Mar. 21,1889. Married Margaret Strang, Apr. 16, 1916. She died in 1932. Survived by 1 daughter. Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Herman Mejean, 19, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born in Bearcreek. No obituary available. Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Joe Meyer, Jr., 39, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born Pueblo, Colorado Feb. 27, 1904. Came to Montana at age 9. Worked in mines since age 14. A brother, Ludwig, was killed in Brophy Mine in 1941. Married Josephine Ann Faygel at Roundup on June 29, 1929. Survived by his widow, parents Mr. and Mrs. Joe Meyer Sr., 2 brothers, 2 sisters. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Frank Mourich, 42, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born Dec. 3, 1900 in Austria. Came to America in 1903. Began working for Montana Coal &amp; Iron at age 15. Married Lula Marie Knuttila. Survived by his parents Mr. and Mrs. Jack Mourich, his widow, 1 son, 1 daughter, 1 brother. Brother Jack also died in Smith Mine disaster. Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Jack Phillip Mourich, 35, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born Feb. 28, 1907 in Bearcreek. Married Jean D. Alexander in Red Lodge. Survived by his parents Mr. and Mrs. Jack Mourich, his widow, 2 sons, 1 brother. Brother Frank also died in Smith Mine disaster. Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Wilbur John Muller, 22, Red Lodge.&nbsp;</strong>Born Sheridan, Wyoming Mar. 10, 1920 to Mr. and Mrs. Leo Muller. Came to Red Lodge when six weeks old. Married Miss Dorothy Sneider at Columbus July 19, 1940. Survived by his widow and parents, 1 daughter, 2 brothers, 1 sister. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />David Murray, Sr., 56, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born Stevenston, Ayrshire, Scotland Dec. 2, 1886. Came to America in 1906. Was a miner for a time in Red Lodge, had been a miner in Bearcreek for 29 years. He held a supervisory position with Montana Coal &amp; Iron. Married in 1907 to Martha Dunlevy. Survivors were his widow, 3 sons, 1 daughter. Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Earl Mus, 51, Red Lodge.&nbsp;</strong>Born Thurber, Texas, Nov. 9, 1892. Married Mary Hendericson. Survived by his widow, 2 sons, 2 daughters, 3 brothers, 2 sisters. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />William Nelson, 68, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born Lennep, Montana. Wife's name was Ella. No obituary available. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />William Noble, 68, Washoe.</strong>&nbsp;Born Feb. 2, 1874 in Vitrona, Iowa. Married Loretta Sullivan at Great Falls in 1907. Came to Washoe 1913. Also lived in Bearcreek. Worked at Smith Mine for 22 years. Also operated a pool hall with brother Chester in 1910 in Red Lodge and later in Washoe. Survived by his widow, 3 daughters, 1 son, 9 grandchildren. Bearcreek Cemetery.&nbsp;<br /><strong><br />Frank Pajnich, 53, Red Lodge</strong>. Born in Yugoslavia. Wife's name Mary. No obituary available. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />William Pelo, 55, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born in Michigan. Worked on ranch as main occupation, worked in mines in busy mine season. Brother-in-law Arthur Halpin also died in Smith Mine disaster. Survived by father Matt Pelo, his widow Bertha Pelo, 3 sons, 2 brothers, 1 sister. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Elmer Price, 53, Washoe</strong>. Born Kirkville, Iowa (some accounts say Missouri) on Nov. 6, 1889. Carbon County resident 37 years, lived in Bearcreek and more recently Red Lodge. Married Margaret Rae July 23, 1910. Was foreman in Smith Mine at time of explosion and was last body to be found. Survived by his widow, 2 daughters, 3 sons, mother Mrs. Richard (Anne) John Price, 7 brothers, 3 grandchildren. Red Lodge Cemetery.&nbsp;<br /><strong><br />William Pryde, 32, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born Bearcreek, May 21, 1910. Attended Bearcreek schools. Married Vera Jacklavich on Nov. 14, 1936. Survived by his widow, 2 sons, mother, 1 sister. Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><br /><strong>Zino (Eino Walfred) Rahkola, 27, Roberts.</strong>&nbsp;Born in Roberts. No obituary found. Buried Roberts Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Frank Ferdinand Rasborschek, 61, Bearcreek</strong>. Born in Yugoslavia. Wife died prior. No obituary found. Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Martin Ratkovich, 46, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born Yugoslavia. Was unmarried. No obituary found. Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />David Reid, 33, Bearcreek.&nbsp;</strong>Born Byesville, Ohio. Wife was Irene Berta. No obituary found. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Lawrence W. Reid, 42, Bearcreek</strong>. Born Cambridge, Ohio, Feb. 15, 1901. Came to Bearcreek at age 1. Married Mary McDonald Dec. 25, 1929. Survived by his widow, 2 sons, 3 brothers, 4 sisters. Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />George Saarela, 33, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born Ii Qulien Laani, Finland, June 10, 1909. Came to U.S. at age 4. Survived by his father Andrew Saarela and 1 sister. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />William Shepard, 69, Washoe.&nbsp;</strong>Born Watage, Illinois, Aug. 7, 1873. Worked in mines since age nine. Came to Montana in 1897. Married Mary Jane Freeman at Red Lodge on Dec. 22, 1898. In 1897 homesteaded land near what is now Boyd. From 1912 to 1920 he farmed near Roberts and Belfry. Worked in supervisory positions in mining during his life. Survivors included his wife, 2 daughters, 1 son, 6 sisters. His only brother was killed in a coal mine accident in Iowa in 1910. Red Lodge Cemetery.&nbsp;<br /><strong><br />William Slaby, 38, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born Germany, July 30, 1904. Married Olga Scala in Billings Aug. 26, 1925. Survived by his widow, 2 sons, mother Mrs. Mary Slaby, 3 sisters, 2 brothers. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />David Sommerville, 60, Washoe.</strong>&nbsp;Born in Scotland. Wife's name was Jean. No obituary found. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />John Sommerville, 34, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born in Ohio. Wife's name was Grace. No obituary found. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Frank Starkovich, 64, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born in Croatia. Wife's name was Francis. One son known, John. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Frank Sumicek, 65, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born Austria Sept. 22, 1877. Came to U.S. (Bridger) in 1916, moved to Bearcreek in 1922. One daughter, 1 son, 4 grandchildren.<br /><strong><br />John Sudar, 28, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born Rugby, Colorado on May 3, 1914. Came to Bearcreek at age 3. Attended Bearcreek schools. Started at Smith Mine at age 17. Married Ann Korack on Aug. 5, 1935 in Red Lodge. Survived by his mother, 1 daughter, 1 sister, 2 brothers. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />George Thompson, Sr., 65, Washoe.</strong>&nbsp;Born in Scotland on Sept. 24, 1877. Came to Washoe in 1907. Married Susan Tharthen in Scotland. Survived by his widow, 3 sons, 4 daughters, 1 brother, 1 sister. Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Adam Lee Wakenshaw, 72, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born Swalwell, county Dublin, England Feb. 17, 1871. Was oldest man killed in the explosion. His son, Robert, also died in the tragedy. Adam was survived by his widow Margaret Wakenshaw of Boyd, 2 grandchildren. Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Robert Lee Wakenshaw, 39, Bearcreek.</strong>&nbsp;Born in Helena on June 16, 1903. Lived in Bearcreek most of his life, attended Bearcreek schools. Survived by his widow Mary Wakenshaw, a daughter, a son, and his mother Margaret. Bearcreek Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Robert Whitehead, 47, Red Lodge.</strong>&nbsp;Born North Lawrence, Ohio on Aug. 11, 1895. Came to Red Lodge in April, 1907. Worked at Smith mine from 1937. Married Margaret Walsh Dec. 31, 1940. Survived by his widow, parents Mr. and Mrs. Adam Whitehead, 3 sisters, 2 brothers. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Clarence Carlye Williams, 42, Washoe.</strong>&nbsp;Born in Belt, Dec. 24, 1900. Came to Red Lodge at age 7. Married Mary Campbell Dec. 25, 1923. Brother Lloyd was also killed in Smith Mine disaster. Survived by his widow, 1 daughter, 1 sister, 3 brothers. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Lloyd Abraham Williams, 46, Washoe.</strong>&nbsp;Born in Belt Sept. 30, 1897. Came to Red Lodge in 1907. Married Florence Bloom Jan. 1, 1922. Brother Clarence also killed in Smith Mine disaster. Survived by his widow, 2 daughters, 1 sister, 3 brothers. Red Lodge Cemetery.<br /><strong><br />Vid Zaputil, 50, Red Lodge.&nbsp;</strong>Born in Yugoslavia June 15, 1892. Moved to Red Lodge July 7, 1916. Married Mary Yakovich Dec. 29, 1918. Survived by his widow, 2 sons, 1 daughter, 1 brother. 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            <description><![CDATA[<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; ">People are always asking writers about their influences. Well, not me, but famous writers. And it's a good thing nobody's asked me, because before today I wouldn't have been able to point to a specific influennce. I've never had a mentor (just a few editors I've admired over the years), I certainly didn't have any teachers guiding me during high school, and my parents were science people, not literature people. But as I've worked to promote <i>Goodbye Wifes and Daughters</i>, I've realized I do have an influence after all. But it's not a person.</span><div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#000000" face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></font><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; ">I became a writer because of a store. Specifically, the New England Mobile Bookstore in Newton, Massachusetts. Except I didn't know that was its name until I was an adult. As a kid, it was just "Louis Strymish's," a giant industrial-type building with a somewhat creepy side door that opened onto the literary equivalent of Willy Wonka's chocolate factory. It was vast and full of books. That's all.  Just books. And it smelled just as good to me as a candy store might to a normal kid: ink and paper mixed with some unnameable scent (distilled creativity, perhaps?) that made me want to inhale deeply through my nostrils again and again. About twice a year, my Rhode Island-based family would drive ALL THE WAY to Massachusetts to to go Louie's. (This was probably combined with a trip to see the Boston relatives, who didn't actually live in Boston, another misconception I held until adulthood.) I grew up thinking that Louie, who I remember as very gruff-voiced, was a family friend, which made his store seem even cooler. But I don't think he was. Once inside, my parents would just let me go. I would walk up and down the many long, narrow aisles grabbing every paperback that appealed to me, then sit on the cement floor in the kids' section and read the backs. They weren't necessarily classics, just paperbacks that looked good. <i>Summer of My German Soldier.</i> <i>Adopted Jane.</i> <i>All</i> <i>of a Kind Family.</i> I'd collect a giant pile of novels, and my parents, who weren't the type to give me everything I wanted, would buy all of them.&nbsp;</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; white-space: pre-wrap; ">      I'd start reading as soon as I got into the car, often laying on my stomach in the way back. But it wasn't just the authors who inspired me. It was that store, big and quiet like a plain, where I was free enough to figure out who I was supposed to be.&nbsp;</span></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#000000" face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#000000" face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;">      I still go to that warehouse, which I now call by its bulky real name, and it's still one of my favorite places to buy books, but it's not quite the same. I think that magic scent can only be detected by children.</span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#000000" face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></font></div><div><font class="Apple-style-span" color="#000000" face="'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></font></div></div>]]></description>
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            <description><![CDATA[My self-designed, self-scheduled, self-financed book tour will officially begin on Feb. 24th at about 6:30 in the morning, Montana time. I'll be on Today in Montana, the NBC lead in show to the big Today Show on <a class="zem_slink" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=45.7598611111,-108.454833333&amp;spn=0.01,0.01&amp;q=45.7598611111,-108.454833333 (KULR-TV)&amp;t=h" title="KULR-TV" rel="geolocation">KULR</a>-8. Then I'll drive down to Wyoming for the evening to speak at <a class="zem_slink" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Northwest_College" title="Northwest College" rel="wikipedia">Northwest College</a>. The next night, Feb. 25th, is the official launch at the <a class="zem_slink" href="http://maps.google.com/maps?ll=45.23,-109.02&amp;spn=1.0,1.0&amp;q=45.23,-109.02 (Carbon%20County%2C%20Montana)&amp;t=h" title="Carbon County, Montana" rel="geolocation">Carbon County</a> Historical Museum. The following week brings appearances at Fact and Fiction, a really cool Indie bookstore in Missoula, The Montana Historical Society Museum and the Montana Book Company, both in Helena.&nbsp;<div><br /></div><div>Family members will make up my entourage for the beginning part of the journey, but I'll be alone in Missoula and Helena. If you know any nice people in those towns who want to invite me for dinner, I won't say no.&nbsp;</div><div><br /></div><div>Once I've done all I can in Montana, I'll be booking gigs closer to home. Like West Virginia...</div>

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