The Poultry Plant That’s Changed the Face of This Appalachian Town

When Sheena Van Meter graduated from Moorefield High School in 2000, her class was mainly comprised of the children of families that had long-planted roots in West Virginia’s eastern Potomac Highlands. Some were African American. Most were white. And for the Moorefield resident, the closest exposure she had to other cultures, before leaving for college, came in the form of an occasional foreign-exchange student. 

Since Van Meter returned to her alma mater in 2011, first as a behavioral specialist, then as a principal, and, now, as superintendent of Hardy County Schools, she’s witnessed the makeup of Moorefield’s classrooms change dramatically in a short amount of time. It has become a place where cultures collide, where Spanish, Burmese and English are spoken together on playgrounds, where refugee children try to regain new footing in a foreign land and where longtime residents, both students and their teachers, try to make space for change.

Hardy County’s Assistant Superintendent Jennifer Stauderman says they don’t really have a choice. “And she’s right,” Van Meter said. “We’re trying to do everything we can with the limited funding that we have.”

Over the last 10 years, Hardy County has become the most diverse school system in West Virginia. It has the highest percentage of English Learners (or “EL”), a term Hardy County Schools uses for students whose first language is not English. Of the approximately 2,300 students currently enrolled in Hardy County, 15 percent are considered English Learners. Every EL student in the county, except for one, attends Moorefield’s schools, which has become one of the strongest and rare examples of cohesion and integration between varying ethnic groups within a community that has been slow and sometimes non-reactive in embracing its newcomers.

Families are immigrating to Moorefield, some under refugee status, from around the world, coming from countries like Myanmar (formerly Burma), Vietnam, Ethiopia, Eritrea, Guatemala and others. Today, 18 different languages are spoken in Hardy County Schools. 

This swift change is not because Moorefield has found a new, successful campaign for combating West Virginia’s declining and aging population. It hasn’t declared itself an asylum city. But instead, it sits at the center of West Virginia’s poultry industry. And in Moorefield, you don’t have to look far to explain how a town of less than 2,500 has become one of the most diverse places per capita in the state. 

Just follow the 18-wheelers driving past the high school, hauling live chickens down Moorefield’s Main Street. They’ll lead you to the answer.  


Depending on the way the wind’s blowing, it can be hard to forget there’s a chicken plant in the center of town. 

Built along a bend in the South Branch of the Potomac River, Pilgrim’s Pride houses three plants situated together within Moorefield’s city limits: a fresh plant, where chickens are killed and made into various cuts of meat; a prepared foods plant that turns the meat into value-added products like chicken nuggets; and a rendering plant that uses the leftover parts to make pet food and other things. Depending on the weather that day and what’s happening at the plant, the air throughout town often contains an odor that’s hard to miss, a putrid-like mixture that can make the olfactory system think of waste or death. This reporter also noticed a warm, salty seasoning smell around the prepared foods plant, similar to putting your nose in a bowl of $1 chicken-flavored ramen.

“Everybody complains about the smell,” said Amy Fabbri, an adult English as a Second Language Teacher in Moorefield. “And the response is always, ‘It’s the smell of money.’” 

If the smell doesn’t grab you, the large tractor-trailer trucks driving down Main Street, passing Moorefield’s library and shrinking downtown district, might do the trick. Or the hundreds of workers exiting doors on a shift’s change. Many cross the street in droves, walking to their cars in adjacent gravel lots. Most of the migrant workers in particular take off down the sidewalks, as many don’t own cars. At least, not yet. 

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Gravel lots surround Pilgrim’s Pride property, welcoming employees who travel from surrounding counties to work at the chicken processing plant. While at the same time, many of the company’s migrant workers, who live in Moorefield, walk to work.

Pilgrim’s size and hold in the community would be similar to a coal mine in West Virginia’s Raleigh or McDowell County, back when coal was king, said Chris Claudio. He grew up in Moorefield and lives there today. More than 1,700 people work at the Pilgrim’s location. It’s the largest employer in the county and trumps the second largest, American Woodmark Corporation, by around 1,000 workers, according to Hardy County’s Development Authority. And for the 125 migrant and refugee families that have enrolled their children in Hardy County Schools, it’s the employer name almost all write on forms.  

“In coal mining communities, everyone is connected to the industry, whether you do it yourself or you have a family member or a friend [that does],” Claudio said. “That’s definitely the case in Moorefield.” 

Pilgrim’s plant in Moorefield has become fully integrated, meaning Pilgrim’s Pride maintains ownership over the entire process from chicken to egg and back again. It’s known as vertical integration, a common practice in the chicken industry, where the company even supplies the local, contract farmers with specific birds to raise and the proper feed to give them. Pilgrim’s is a supplier to giant companies including KFC, Sysco and Popeye’s. To meet demand, the plant kills an average of 450,000 chickens per day over the course of two shifts. That totals up to 2.2 million birds per week, according to a factsheet provided by the company.    

It’s a system in endless demand of workers. For the first half of this year, a large, wooden sign sat directly across the street from Pilgrim’s plant, positioned to catch motorists’ attention driving south along Main Street. In large bold letters it read: “Pilgrim’s: Now hiring. Apply within.”  

They’re always hiring. 

Poultry worker turnover ranges from 40 percent to as high as 100 percent annually, according to a 2012 report published in the Berkeley Journal of Employment and Labor Law. If you ask local officials why Pilgrim’s has begun recruiting and hiring high volumes of migrant workers over the last 10 to 15 years, they’ll tell you it’s a basic supply and demand equation. 

“It’s not that there aren’t enough people to work,” said Mallie Combs, economic development director of Hardy County. “It’s that there aren’t enough people who want to do those jobs.” 

“I think that’s an easy answer,” said Dr. Angela Stuesse, an anthropologist who has spent years studying poultry plants’ recruitment of Latin American immigrants in Mississippi. “… to say, ‘Oh, people don’t want to do the work.” 

“Instead of asking, ‘Why is the work so poor that nobody wants to do it?’”  


When Chris Claudio attended Moorefield schools, if Pilgrim’s Pride wasn’t in the foreground — on hot days the smell from the plant seemed to travel further, he said — then it was always in the background. The company’s logo was printed on pencils he used in class. Students would show up wearing company T-shirts their parents had received. And for lunch, it didn’t matter the day, there was always a chicken option in the food line.  

Students leaving Moorefield High know if they don’t make it out of town, they always have the plant to fall back on, Claudio said. 

“It’s not comparable to a coal miner’s wage, but a decent wage without education,” Claudio said. The average yearly wage for a worker in meat, poultry or fish trimming is $27,790, according to the Bureau of Labor Statistics.  

For many of Claudio’s peers, when they roll the Pilgrim’s hiring dice, they just hope they aren’t placed on a fresh plant line.   

In the fresh plant, where chickens are slaughtered and turned into cuts of meat, workers stand for eight hours or more in freezing conditions — low temperatures are maintained to better preserve the birds — repeating the same motions over and over again. Many are wielding knives and trying to keep up with the high-speed of the line to slice, gut or trim chickens swinging past on mechanized hooks, which can easily lead to accidents.  

“Poultry workers often endure debilitating pain in their hands, gnarled fingers, chemical burns, and respiratory problems,” according to a 2013 report by the Southern Poverty Law Center. 

The slaughtering of chickens has become more and more mechanized, which means that the human labor required to support that process has become less-skilled, monotonous motions repeated again and again. That’s the kind of job most of the migrant workers receive when they start out at Pilgrim’s in Moorefield. The majority are immediately placed on night-shift, the least desirable shift, in the freezing cold fresh plant. 

But hiring migrant workers to complete these unskilled, repetitive and grueling tasks isn’t unique to Moorefield. For more than 20 years, poultry companies across the nation have intentionally diversified their workforce, Stuesse said. 

In the chicken plants of Mississippi, which Steusse wrote about in her 2016 book “Scratching Out a Living,” Latin American migrants were recruited in the mid-1990s to work alongside African American employees at the plant. African Americans at the Mississippi plants had “amassed enough power to start forming unions and negotiating their wages,” Stuesse said, “and it was at that moment that the industry was also expanding to more shifts, and so reaching out for workers from different places met both of those needs.”

The plants at Moorefield, both the fresh plant and the prepared foods, are considered non-union facilities. One of the ways poultry companies try to keep costs low, Stuesse said, is to pay workers less.  

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Located along Main Street in Moorefield, it’s impossible to miss the massive size, and sometimes smell, of Pilgrim’s presence in a town of less than 2,500 people.

“One way to pay workers less is to make sure they are not organized and able to collectively bargain with their employer to set the terms of their labor and working conditions,” she added. 

How do poultry companies ensure that workers aren’t organized? 

They hire migrants and refugees, Stuesse said, and, in doing so, can flip the construct of a working-class, racially homogenous rural town on its head. 

In response to its hiring practices, Pilgrim’s Pride said it considers the diversity of its team to be one of its greatest strengths. 

“Labor challenges exist across our industry,” the company said in a prepared statement, “and we are focused on recruiting the right candidates who will thrive in our culture and want to spend their careers with us.” 

Whether or not Moorefield’s immigrants and refugees are thriving in their new, poultry home, well, that’s a question for them.  

Part Two of Remaking Moorefield, will explore how this small, West Virginia town is responding to its new, diverse neighbors. And what local folks, if any, are doing to bring people together.

Seeking Common Ground: Immigrants Find Footing in a Rural English Classroom

In Amy Fabbri’s English to Speakers of Other Languages (ESOL) class in Moorefield, every time a new student joins her morning or afternoon session, she gives them the honor of pining their name next to their home country on a large map of the globe. The map that hangs on her classroom wall has pins marking Haiti. Mexico. El Salvador. Ethiopia. Myanmar. Ninety percent or more of her students work for Pilgrim’s Pride, a chicken processing plant located in the middle of the small West Virginia town. 

The conditions that brought her students to Moorefield are varied, but if you ask them what they think of their new, rural home, the answer is almost unanimous. “I like it.” For many of Fabbri’s students, the quiet, safe town is a comfort. It’s relatively easy for them to walk to the grocery store or to Wal Mart to get what they need. And for many, having a job that is close to their home– somewhere they can walk to and earn a decent wage without needing specific education or language requirements– can feel like a blessing. 

Photos by Justin Hayhurst.

The surnames of the class members have been withheld for their privacy.

Belkis, Dominican Republic  

“I like Moorefield,” Belkis, an employee of Pilgrims’ Pride said, “because it’s close to my work.”

It doesn’t matter what level you’re at, Belkis said, of Fabbri’s English class. “I learn everyday … We practice with different accents.”

During class, Belkis is often the first to respond to Fabbri’s questions about conjugating verbs or identifying months and dates.

Vana, Haiti

Vana is one of the oldest members of Fabbri’s English class.

After working night shift at Pilgrim’s Pride, where she stands for long hours on a line, Vana, who suffers from arthritis, walks to Fabbri’s 9 a.m. class.

She likes to sit next to her friend, Marie, who is also from Haiti. 

Marie, Haiti

Marie has lived in Moorefield for five years. She came to West Virginia to work at Pilgrim’s Pride after originally moving to Florida from her home in Haiti.

Marie works in the chicken breast de-boning department on night shift.

When she arrives at Amy’s class, Marie says, she’s tired but happy.  

Ahmed, Eritrea

Ahmed works the night-shift at Pilgrim’s.

He used to worked in housekeeping at a hotel in Missouri and later he worked in Chicago.

But in 2012, he moved to Moorefield for work in the chicken plant.

“It’s good,” Ahmed said of his life in Moorefield. 

Florentina, Mexico

When Moorefield schools are experiencing a snow day, Florentina brings her young daughter to class with her.

Fluent in Spanish and English, Florentina’s daughter often serves as a tiny translator for her mom, helping her to learn the new language.

Unlike many of her classmates, Florentina does not work for Pilgrim’s Pride, but stays home with her children.

Patricia, El Salvador

Patricia has lived in Moorefield for not quite a year.

When she isn’t attending Fabbri’s classes, she works in her family’s restaurant, Pupuseria Emerita, housed in a single wide trailer on the other end of town.

There, she serves up traditional cuisine from Honduras and her home country El Salvador.

Amy Fabbri, adult ESOL teacher in Moorefield

Amy has taught adult English classes for two years in Moorefield.

The most common languages spoken in Amy’s class are Burmese, Spanish, Haitain Creole, Amharic (spoken in Ethiopia), and Mam, a Mayan language spoken in in Guatemala. 

“They are very respectful,” Amy said of her students. “They are eager to learn.” 

Chriss Spina, teaching assistant at the ESOL Class

Before Moorefield’s ESOL class found its current, permanent home, Chriss used to keep boxes of learning supplies in her car.

As the longtime teaching assistant for the class, Chriss bounced around from location to location. They were based in the library temporarily. They moved to the Presbyterian Church. They were even located on the property of Pilgrim’s Pride for some time.

But of all the places she’s worked in, Chriss says, the class’ current location with its wood paneling walls and welcoming atmosphere feels like home. 

 

July 16, 1891: General Benjamin Kelley Dies

Civil War General Benjamin Kelley died in Maryland on July 16, 1891, at age 84. The New Hampshire native had moved to Wheeling in 1836, working as a merchant there for more than two decades. In 1851, he became freight agent for the newly arrived Baltimore and Ohio Railroad.

When the Civil War began, Kelley formed and became colonel of the pro-Union 1st Virginia Infantry. Leading his troops into battle on June 3, 1861, he was severely wounded at Philippi and then promoted to brigadier general. Kelley’s principal duty throughout the war was to guard the vital B&O line in Maryland and West Virginia, particularly from Confederate raiding parties, such as those led by the famed McNeill’s Rangers from the Moorefield area.

In August 1863, federal authorities, acting on Kelley’s orders, arrested the wife and four-year-old son of Captain McNeill. Seeking revenge a year and a half later, McNeill’s Rangers kidnapped Kelley and his superior, General George Crook, in Cumberland, Maryland—one of the most embarrassing Union incidents of the war.

After the war, Benjamin Kelley served in numerous government posts. He’s buried in Arlington National Cemetery.

October 3, 1864: Confederate Raider McNeill Wounded in Va.

In the predawn hours of October 3, 1864, Confederate guerilla John “Hanse” McNeill led a raid near Mount Jackson, Virginia. After a quick exchange of fire with Union cavalry, McNeill collapsed from a gunshot wound. He would die five weeks later.

McNeill had formed his guerrilla force two years earlier—in September 1862. Operating out of the Moorefield area, McNeill’s Rangers launched raids on Union troops and camps. But, most significantly, they destroyed property belonging to the Baltimore and Ohio Railroad. Like most guerillas during the Civil War, McNeill’s Rangers were largely independent of the Confederate command.

Many similar groups, such as Quantrill’s Raiders, were often erratic and unlawful—so much so that the Confederate government banned them in early 1864. But, an exception was made for the guerrillas from Hardy County who had proven so effective. 

After McNeill’s death, his son Jesse led the rangers until the end of the war. Their most famous exploit occurred just two months before Appomattox. The rangers snuck into the town of Cumberland, Maryland, and kidnapped Union generals Benjamin Kelley and George Crook from their hotels—the crowning achievement of McNeill’s Rangers.

Confederate Raider McNeill Wounded in Va.: October 3, 1864

In the predawn hours of October 3, 1864, Confederate guerilla John “Hanse” McNeill led a raid near Mount Jackson, Virginia. After a quick exchange of fire with Union cavalry, McNeill collapsed from a gunshot wound. He would die five weeks later.

McNeill had formed his guerrilla force two years earlier—in September 1862. Operating out of the Moorefield area, McNeill’s Rangers launched raids on Union troops and camps. But, most significantly, they destroyed property belonging to the Baltimore and Ohio Railroad. Like most guerillas during the Civil War, McNeill’s Rangers were largely independent of the Confederate command.

Many similar groups, such as Quantrill’s Raiders, were often erratic and unlawful—so much so that the Confederate government banned them in early 1864. But, an exception was made for the guerrillas from Hardy County who had proven so effective. 

After McNeill’s death, his son Jesse led the rangers until the end of the war. Their most famous exploit occurred just two months before Appomattox. The rangers snuck into the town of Cumberland, Maryland, and kidnapped Union generals Benjamin Kelley and George Crook from their hotels—the crowning achievement of McNeill’s Rangers.

Ebenezer Zane Born Near Moorefield: October 7, 1747

Pioneer Ebenezer Zane, born on October 7, 1747, near present-day Moorefield settled at the confluence of Wheeling Creek and the Ohio River with his brothers Jonathan and Silas, Zane settled in 1770, and later laid out the town of Wheeling. An advocate for education in western Virginia In 1787, he helped establish Clarksburg’s Randolph Academy, supposedly the oldest school of its kind west of the Alleghenies.

He represented Ohio County when the Virginia convention of 1788 met to consider ratification of the Constitution, which Zane supported, and he laid out the town of Wheeling in 1793. Three years later he received permission to open a road, long called Zane’s Trace, from Wheeling to Limestone (now Maysville), Kentucky. The town of Zanesville, Ohio, is named for him.

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