As i lay on this rough fulled ground, i watch my suffering kids and wife snuggle together like sandwich, oh what id give for a sandwich. I sit and think of the past traumatic events that my once wealthy family have been through. I stand and look back at my once supplied crops, and with terror see nothing but golden sand, this could only be a result of the now presumed "dust bowl" a series of huge storms of sand. I look back at my kids and a tear runs down my eye, as i think about the horrid life that awaits us once we leave this once loved plain. I think of the money we once had and how hard it will be to obtain it. Especially with the frequent rumors of job loses. I think of not only my family but all of Oklahoma and their struggle. I hope in the future that this event will only make us stronger. That this event will make America stronger. I pray to god that this obstacle can be surpassed.
With love,
the jiggalo
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