Nilan

Nilan is not Blosser Hill. But Nilan is relevant. I know very little about Nilan. I wish somebody from Nilan would write and tell me more about Nilan. I will tell you what I know about Nilan. It is on the other side of the mountain. But to get to Nilan, we had to go downhill so we must have been starting from almost the top of the mountain. The road to Nilan was cobble stoned. That was different. (you know, of course, that I am old and gray, and these are just my memories of long ago, and undoubtedly they are colored by age and sentiment, but that’s o.k., isn’t, it?) The road up Blosser Hill was first just dirt and ruts, and later the WPA came along and worked, leaving the road covered in black gravel. Some of the roads around were covered with Red Dog but cobblestones were new to me. We passed a house made of beige field stone owned by the Stronsky’s. That’s all I know about the Stronsky’s. Nilan was (and is) located along the shore of the Cheat River. In those years ago of which I am remembering, you would see a number of people who had set up shop to blow glass. This is great glass blowing country because it has some of the finest sand for glass making and that is another whole story. I just remember watching these men blow glass from a long tube…….Years later, I went to Italy and watched some of the most renowned glass blowers in the world but it was not as wondrous as that first time of watching them in Nilan.