āHow could Daddy have worked in a place like this?ā I muttered. Joe was quick to defend, āYou know, strange as it seems, a miner gets used to working underground. I loved it, and I bet your dad did too. Farther down itās like a city all its own where the temperature never changes. I guess itās all what you are used to. Sure, miningās dangerous. Every damn move you make is dangerous. But you just go to work each day hoping to hell today isnāt the day for you to get yours.ā ---Wood, Marilyn Nesbit, The Day the Whistle Blew , High Plains Press, 403 Cassa Road, Glendo, Wy, 2014, page 14.