Almost Heaven: West Virginia Awaits

Where the rivers carve the mountains and the skies are painted white. Every road that

bends will show you another piece of paradise. From the rolling

hills of summer to the autumn's fiery glow, West Virginia whispers softly,

"Come and see what I call home". So pack your bags,

leave your worries behind. There's a mountain road that's easy to find.

The stars shine brighter, the air is free. West Virginia's calling,

"Come see what I see". Every step feels like a song come true.

Almost heaven calls you. Hear the fiddle on the front porch,