One woman told Heather that her mother was a good listener.

And so then I asked, well, in what way? And she told me that she'd come home every day after school and her mother would be ironing in the kitchen.

And, you know, the old-fashioned iron with the starched wet stuff in the basket and the little spritzer thing and the steam.

And it would be this big thing.

And her mother ironed pillowcases, underwear, everything.

She said she always was ironing for a good two hours every day.

And she would just tell her mother about her day and sit and talk.

She remembers one she wrote for an old miner.