I was born in 1932 at Stockton, Kansas and my first grade was in a one-room schoolhouse during the 1936 dust bowl. We had to have lanterns on in the middle of the day, it was so dark from dust storms. The tumble weeds blew up against the fences and the dirt covered them half as high as the fence post. My father had three heat strokes that year trying to get enough hay for our dairy herd.
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