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  • We have been picking cotton for days and barely have enough food. Jerry, I am worried about Ma being able to feed the youngins.
  • Jack, I know and I have heard of a bad dust storm damaging crops west and north of us in the Panhandle.
  • To get a job in the city of Houston. I am old enough now and there's no future in farming for me here. You should try it yourself when you get a little older.
  • Where are you going?
  • But you're only in seventh grade. I hope you will be able to come back someday.
  • Ma'am I have to tell you today is my last day. I am dropping out. My family needs help picking cotton on our farm.
  • Times sure are hard and picking this cotton full time is back breaking work.
  • He is certainly spending it else where.
  • Ain't it! Maybe President Roosevelt will send us some money soon.
  • Ma, I am leaving for Houston in the morning. I am already 16 and Jerry got my a job as a mechanic at a shop he knows. I hate to leave you but it is for the best.
  • Son, take care of yourself and some back and visit. I know lots of people are leaving their farms for the city so I understand.
  • Wow, so this is it, the big city of Houston. This is very different from the farm.
  • Good to see you again Jack. Don't worry you'll adjust. The pay is still low but I'd say it is better than living on the farm.