Hillbilly Lit: At Home in the Heart of Appalachia
Part One
I finished John O'Brien's book recently and have been waiting a while to write about it, to let it all soak in. Overall, I was pleasantly surprised. Oh, not that I didn't expect a good book based on the recent op ed I linked to by O'Brien that appeared in the New York Times. It's just that I usually don't enjoy books chronicling the author's sad childhood, blah blah, which is what I wrongly thought this book was about. Oh, that was an element in the whole thing, but there's much, much more, such as real, honest-to-goodness facts about West Virginia history -- things that I'm ashamed to say I didn't know, or had selectively blocked from my memory.
For example, O'Brien writes about missionaries who, in order to collect funds from wealthy benefactors to continue their missionary work, helped perpetuate the myth of savage hillbillies infesting the hills of Appalachia. He writes about politics in the state. He writes about the plundering of WV's natural resources.
And, interestingly, as much of the book is based in Pendleton County, he writes about Woodlands Mountain Institute (a.k.a. Woodlands Institute and Woodlands). I spent two Julys at Woodlands' Spruce Knob facility, and, I must admit, I had a great time. What I loved most was the weather and escaping the oppressive humidity of the mid-Ohio valley. I also liked the other WV kids I met there (about 12, I think). I had only passing contact with the Woodlands officials mentioned in O'Brien's book.
Of course, now my Woodlands memories are tainted after I read that one of the Woodlands founders stated the following about the Scholars Academy program in an article that appeared in the Roanoke Times and World News (Sept. 1987). O'Brien writes (p. 275, hardback edition of the book): "(Dan'l) Taylor-Ide, referring to the institute's 'Scholars Program,' describes the best students in West Virginia as 'hillbilly kids and normally they wouldn't get a diddle. And not only does our program get them special consideration from admissions officers, but they almost always get financial aid as well.'"
BAHHHH! That's me. I'm one of the hillbilly kids. I've been profiled as a hillbilly, and I didn't even know it! (Not to mention his disturbing use of the word "diddle" which makes me cringe.)
That aside, I always had serious doubts that the Scholars Program got any of us any special consideration at ANY college or university we applied to. Some of my fellow Scholars Program members went on to very prestigious universities, like Princeton and Harvard. I
suppose it's possible that someone at Woodlands might have helped
somehow, but many of the Scholars Program kids had outlandishly high SAT scores (I was one of the few who
didn't), as well as a plethora of extracurricular activities, so it seems likely to me that they might have qualified for admission on their own credentials. I got into two more prestigious schools than the one I ended up attending -- certainly
not on the same level as Harvard or Princeton -- but I seriously don't think being part of the Scholars Program helped in either of those admissions decisions. One school offered almost no financial aid (it was not, however, one of the Woodlands' cooperating schools, or whatever their terminology was); the other gave me a wonderful package of loans, the sum of which boggled my mind. I think one year of loans was almost as much as my dad's salary. I couldn't fathom going that much in debt for anything, nor could my parents, who paid cash for their major purchases and believed debt was a very bad thing -- "if you don't have the money for it, then you don't need it."
And you know what? I didn't need it. I got through college -- a quite costly one, in fact -- just fine, without money from my parents and without someone at Woodlands lobbying on my behalf. As tuition went up, I added more jobs. I worked catering, pouring coffee and serving chicken cordon bleu to the wealthy donors at college functions. I had a work study job. I mowed yards and worked as a temporary secretary during the summers. I applied for more and more little scholarships. Miraculously, I patched them all together, along with my earnings, and got through without borrowing a dime.
In response to Taylor-Ide's statement about "hillbilly kids" not getting a "diddle," O'Brien writes (p. 276): "With very rare exceptions, West Virginia's top students, like straight-A kids anywhere, come from professional families. Many of them are the children of doctors, lawyers, teachers, college professors, successful businessmen, and and other professionals." Mmmmmmmm, I don't know. I suppose that's true, but if you take the group of kids I was at the Scholars Academy with, it wasn't QUITE the case. There were several who seemed to me to be from wealthy homes. Keep in mind that at that time I thought children of schoolteachers were wealthy. But I would say at least half of us didn't fall into that category, depending, of course, on how far you stretch that "other professionals" category. Granted, I agree with O'Brien's general point. We all would have gone to college anyway, with or without Woodlands, because we had excelled in school and had exhibited an interest in continuing our education.
More on this book later. It’s available online from Amazon, Barnes & Noble, and from the WV bookseller
Trans Allegheny Books located in Parkersburg.