Every dispatch, kept
One photograph and one story a month. The letters live here for good — read them in any order, like walking a camp.
The Mother Lode, Greenwood
An old drill steel, set down at the end of a shift and waiting in the dark ever since. Some tools tell you more than the records ever will.
The Company You Keep
An old drill steel, set down at the end of a shift and waiting in the dark ever since. Some tools tell you more than the records ever will.
Riding the Rails at the Yankee Boy Mine, Grand Forks, BC
An old drill steel, set down at the end of a shift and waiting in the dark ever since. Some tools tell you more than the records ever will.
The Steel They Left Behind
An old drill steel, set down at the end of a shift and waiting in the dark ever since. Some tools tell you more than the records ever will.
That’s the whole deal. Frank picks one photograph out of the archive, tells you the story of the day it was taken, and signs off until next month. A short P.S. points to whatever’s new — films, mine pages, the museum — and that’s it.
Leave anytime.