Coal Dust and Cave Mud a New Life at Sixteen

Growing up just seems to happen, there is no stopping it. We get older each day. Along the way, we have experiences that keep coming back and replaying in our minds over and over again. At some point in life, a lot of us will have the urge to write about them. I don’t know if my life is much different than all the other men who grew up in the ’50s and ’60s, but I would like to share it with. More

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About Hubert Crowell

Hubert Crowell currently writes, explores caves, plays the fiddle and works three days a week. He has in the past panned for gold, served in the army, repaired TV's, microfilm equipment, video projectors, and other electronic devices. He has taught classes at Vocational School, Eastman Kodak and Church. He has worked at Lockheed, Kodak, BARCO, and RCA to mention only a few. Studied at Southeastern University, Kennesaw University, and Chattahoochee Technical College. Hubert's articles, poems, and music can be found at http://hucosystems.com/hubertcrowell/hubertcrowell.html

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About the Series: Coal Dust and Cave Mud
Growing up just seems to happen, there is no stopping it. We get older each day. Along the way we have experiences that keep coming back and replaying in our minds over and over again. At some point in life a lot of us will have the urge to write about them. I don’t know if my life is much different than all the other men who grew up in the 50’s and 60’s, but I would like to share it with you anyway.

Some people say that we are who we are because of our environment and genes, but things have happened to me that lead me to believe that there is a something more directing our lives on this small planet. There are connections that are hard to explain. Connections with the people we meet and the places we live and visit. When I paused and looked back on my life I found lots of things that seemed divinely directed. A lot of them were not necessary about me, but about others and I only played a small part in it. For example, when writing this book I knew that I needed someone to proof read it. As I neared completion of the book a new co–worker told me of her previous employment with a publisher and that she had done a lot of proof reading.

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