Luck’s Run wasn’t a city so much as a refueling stop, a name on a sign on I-79 about halfway between Charleston and Morgantown. The air soured and stank from natural gas wells and corpses of skunks struck by coal …
Luck’s Run wasn’t a city so much as a refueling stop, a name on a sign on I-79 about halfway between Charleston and Morgantown. The air soured and stank from natural gas wells and corpses of skunks struck by coal …