I remember once picking up a hitchhiker on one of these narrow valley roads. He told me his first sight of the ocean, with the horizon far off from view, made him queasy. He said he was happy to get back to his West Virginia valley and the comfort of its mountains. In the Buffalo Creek disaster, these moutain walls meant safety and life for many of the Valley residents who ran up them before the water ran through.
From page twenty-eight of Stern's The Buffalo Creek Disaster.