“The stylus of time was stricken. The miners were dead. The mines had closed, after the veins went dry of silver. The miners were below the ground in Lone Hill Cemetery. — Ivy. ( told at Telluride Ski Area )” LifeInspirationDeathLife LessonsMinesCemetery Book:Land of the Story Tellers: 24 Stories and 7 Poems Source: Land of the Story Tellers: 24 Stories and 7 Poems