Having lived his entire life in the house on the outskirts of Howardsville, forty miles southwest of Charleston, West Virginia in the Allegheny Mountains, being family with the area, Ernest Cassidy knew the town’s secrets. Along with the unusual activities on Putney Mountain and above all the screams heard in the day time and the bright lights at night, which were seen by the people living in the nearby tract homes. Since they were afraid of the old man, no one dared to explore the mountains. stories. Still, they knew there was something up there, but Mr. Cassidy convinced them to stay away since it only served a special purpose.
That morning, Mr. Cassidy had finished his breakfast and washed the dishes, at once, a loud muffled scream came …show more content…
Cassidy became angrier when he heard them talking about the Johnson Coal Company’s plans to reopen the mines on Putney Mountain. Clenching his fist, he went over to the window, and watched several deer grazing in the open field. “They’re gorgeous, but if the coal company gets their way, they’ll chase every last one out of our …show more content…
Cassidy said as Claude struggled to get off the sofa and then limped to the front door to wait.
“Oh no, you stay here and watch the house.” Shaking his head, he watched the hound go to the back door and stopped. After, Mr. Cassidy opened the door and went to the liquor cabinet, made another drink before he sat down on the sofa. “It is hell being old and alone, but I have my buddy Claude to keep me company.” Grinning, he finished his drink and went to get another one.
“I want to get out of the house,” Mr. Cassidy said after several drinks, he wasn’t feeling any pain as he went to the backyard to get the old grocery cart he used to collect the cans and bottles. He was a custom to people yelling at him to get out of their way or buy new clothes to improve the looks of their neighborhood. Now, he just ignored them and finished his mission.
Thinking they were helping the environment, several families saved their cans and bottles for Mr. Cassidy to collect on a regular
That morning, Mr. Cassidy had finished his breakfast and washed the dishes, at once, a loud muffled scream came …show more content…
Cassidy became angrier when he heard them talking about the Johnson Coal Company’s plans to reopen the mines on Putney Mountain. Clenching his fist, he went over to the window, and watched several deer grazing in the open field. “They’re gorgeous, but if the coal company gets their way, they’ll chase every last one out of our …show more content…
Cassidy said as Claude struggled to get off the sofa and then limped to the front door to wait.
“Oh no, you stay here and watch the house.” Shaking his head, he watched the hound go to the back door and stopped. After, Mr. Cassidy opened the door and went to the liquor cabinet, made another drink before he sat down on the sofa. “It is hell being old and alone, but I have my buddy Claude to keep me company.” Grinning, he finished his drink and went to get another one.
“I want to get out of the house,” Mr. Cassidy said after several drinks, he wasn’t feeling any pain as he went to the backyard to get the old grocery cart he used to collect the cans and bottles. He was a custom to people yelling at him to get out of their way or buy new clothes to improve the looks of their neighborhood. Now, he just ignored them and finished his mission.
Thinking they were helping the environment, several families saved their cans and bottles for Mr. Cassidy to collect on a regular