'How Green Was My Valley'

If you want a good lead, look into the history of Wales.

It's always interested me because I'm a bit of a Anglophile particularly the British Isles.

Somehow among the last several hundred years, the countries of Ireland, England, Scotland and Wales carved their own distinct cultures and languages in their part of the world, for better or for worse.

Wales is particularly perplexing because of their particular language. Trying to sift through the various facts and theories about the Welsh people and their origins. None of it really makes sense.

What doesn't change no matter the language barriers and cultures are the horrors of the mines. It's disheartening when Huw turns his back on education, the only way out, and enters the mines out of some blind loyalty to the long walk to the coal mine inhaling that blackness. It's sad beyond any death.