West Virginia’s 148th birthday was Monday, June 20.
The following poem is another item from ideas that Carl Morris filed for
future use when he was publisher of the Chronicle.
It seems appropriate for any day in our state, so
it is being used now to reinforce the positive blessings of living here.
Last week, we were anxious about the town election, but even the
concerns that did surface can be settled by a council that is allowed to
work together in a caring manner, rather than starting another Civil
THE WEST VIRGINIA CENTENNIAL
In eighteen hundred sixty three,
while war clouds hovered low,
A Star war born in the U.S.A. a
hundred years ago.
They named it West Virginia and
the Star became a state.
A century of progress passed and
now we celebrate.
The Union now has fifty stars and
we invite you all
To be our guests and dine and
dance at West Virginia’s Ball.
Throughout the year, to guide you
here, our Star is shining bright,
Twill light the way for you to
come and see the wondrous sight.
Our lakes and streams and rivers,
too, are stocked
with Golden Trout
Awaiting you, with rod and reel,
to come and pull them out.
You’ll find a sportsman’s
paradise, a children’s wonderland--
And every Mountaineer you meet
will lend a helping hand.
No need to go to Switzerland--come
see it here, and more,
From caverns deep beneath the
ground to mountain tops that soar,
Like Hawk’s Nest--where the thrill
you get will add
a pleasure shock;
And don’t forget to see the show
called “Honey in the Rock.”
So come on down and visit us, and
for a while abide;
The welcome mat is out for you,
the door is open wide.
Come spend vacation here, and then
our song you’ll understand--
“Oh the West Virginia hills, how
majestic and how grand!”
C.L. Board, author