THEY ARRIVED IN GAULEY BRIDGE BY THE DOZENS, AND THEN BY THE HUNDREDS, UNTIL THEIR NUMBERS REACHED INTO THE LOW THOUSANDS, SWARMING THE TINY WEST VIRGINIA TOWN WITH THE KIND OF HOPE THAT’S HARD TO TELL FROM DESPERATION. Some of the men were as young as 18, many were in their 20s and 30s, and some were much older than that, decades of labor recorded in their suncracked skin and hard hands. They came from Alabama and Georgia and South Carolina, from Ohio and Kentucky, from Florida and Tennessee and the reaches of West Virginia itself, leaving behind fallow fields where the yields on cotton and tobacco could no longer feed a family, where jobs in steel mills and coal mines, if you could get one, now paid almost nothing.…
