tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post3430724827481954985..comments2024-03-19T03:46:00.821-05:00Comments on Prairie Rose Publications: THE GREAT DEPRESSIONLivia J Washburnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05958199886826207363noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-62333781651528862822014-04-03T13:04:47.406-05:002014-04-03T13:04:47.406-05:00I guess those who farmed on land unaffected by the...I guess those who farmed on land unaffected by the dust bowl were pretty DANG lucky, Doris. To have land at all was a good thing so people could at least have gardens. It must have the worst of luck to live in an apartment in the city.<br />That's amazing that the people in your community don't want to talk about the depression . Most of those I knew loved to talk about it and how they Sarah J. McNealhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17749991094677728042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-41446767855979127632014-04-02T22:32:17.473-05:002014-04-02T22:32:17.473-05:00The depression is still such a picture in out mind...The depression is still such a picture in out minds eyes. People either made do and did without. <br />Post was most interesting. Growing up in a farming community I don't think they were as affected with lack, but...sometimes those folks didn't want to talk about it. Doris<br />Renaissance Womenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09045401344374224512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-2622754025490822872014-04-02T17:19:40.031-05:002014-04-02T17:19:40.031-05:00You are so right, Celia, the depression was just a...You are so right, Celia, the depression was just an end result of so many unfortunate circumstances. There was a huge gap between the poor and the rich (and there weren't that many rich). World War II leveled the playing field with the growth of the middle class. People did seem to help each other out more in those days. According to my parents, who BTW came from very small towns in PA, the Sarah J. McNealhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17749991094677728042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-71428707363725202722014-04-02T17:09:28.712-05:002014-04-02T17:09:28.712-05:00Wow, Livia, your dad was pretty smart, especially ...Wow, Livia, your dad was pretty smart, especially for a five year old. I know how busy you are, so I truly appreciate that you took the time to come by. Thank you.Sarah J. McNealhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17749991094677728042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-34477183686938514652014-04-02T17:05:36.814-05:002014-04-02T17:05:36.814-05:00Your family's experiences were not only intere...Your family's experiences were not only interesting, but so much like the rest of us heard from our parents. My parents talked about gardens quite often and I know for my dad, gardens were a thing of pride as well as survival. No need could come for a visit without my dad dragging them down to the garden to show them his work. My sister and I still have a vegetable garden and we do some Sarah J. McNealhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17749991094677728042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-36298625550102452462014-04-02T16:28:20.238-05:002014-04-02T16:28:20.238-05:00The Great Depression is something younger generati...The Great Depression is something younger generations will never understand. I was born just as WWII was ending, but my husband is several years older and was closer to the Depression. Even if there wasn't a depression, I don't think his family would have been any better off.<br />One president during the Depression--can't recall the name, although I saw this just the other days--but Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16272417114895975742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-17347834131747124532014-04-02T14:52:02.285-05:002014-04-02T14:52:02.285-05:00Both of my parents lived through the Great Depress...Both of my parents lived through the Great Depression, too. My grandmother liked to tell how my dad, worried about how quickly they were going through the food, hid a bag of potatoes in the cellar. Sure enough they ran out of food, but were able to get by because of that sack of potatoes. He was 5 years old.Livia J Washburnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05958199886826207363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-15809541550416571242014-04-02T14:14:46.312-05:002014-04-02T14:14:46.312-05:00Sarah, the Depression is a very touching -- and to...Sarah, the Depression is a very touching -- and touchy -- subject for people our age. My parents lived through it, too, and I grew up listening to their stories. My dad left home at age 17, "hitting the road" so his folks would have one less mouth to feed. They lost their farm and became sharecroppers. Meanwhile, Daddy traveled all over the western states, picking fruit in Arizona, Lyn Hornerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05596495172490672271noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-12824183072870191182014-04-02T13:54:27.678-05:002014-04-02T13:54:27.678-05:00Thank you for posting about blog today, Cheryl. I ...Thank you for posting about blog today, Cheryl. I figured out how to post pictures in a log, but not to email. And thank you for constant support and positive words about my work. I really appreciate it south.<br />Don't you wish you could have asked your parents more questions? I loved listening to my parents talk about their past, but I had no idea how much I wish I could know more about Sarah J. McNealhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17749991094677728042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-87908887432515021462014-04-02T13:01:44.076-05:002014-04-02T13:01:44.076-05:00Sarah, I love me some Wildings! LOL Fly Away Heart...Sarah, I love me some Wildings! LOL Fly Away Heart is such a wonderful story, and really brings to life the rough times--you did a great job with that! <br /><br />My parents lived through the Great Depression in the Oklahoma Dustbowl. Both born in 1922, and both the eldest in their families, I think they had it a lot harder than the younger siblings, because they understood the worries of the Cheryl Piersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18116526340220274282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-45854650031751946402014-04-02T11:21:10.741-05:002014-04-02T11:21:10.741-05:00How amazing that you experienced part of those des...How amazing that you experienced part of those desperate times, Linda. I think you're right in believing people in today's society would have a very difficult time living through the deprivation of a depression like that. Of course,now there are safeguards like food stamps, section 8 housing and medicaid to prevent the kind of disaster your parents lived through. Your family must be Sarah J. McNealhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17749991094677728042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-85680625523056429722014-04-02T11:06:11.439-05:002014-04-02T11:06:11.439-05:00Congratulations Gail on being a finalist in severa...Congratulations Gail on being a finalist in several screen play contests. That's wonderful. Items are declared antique when they become 50 years old. I am an antique by that account. I think, because there are people still living who survived the Great Depression, we just don't think of it in the same historical context as we do events like the American Civil War, but yesterday's newsSarah J. McNealhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17749991094677728042noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-82959977576893876052014-04-02T09:58:48.594-05:002014-04-02T09:58:48.594-05:00Sarah, the Depression was such a horrible time for...Sarah, the Depression was such a horrible time for the people and our country. My parents were the poorest of the poor. They had to resort to migrant work in order to live. They traveled from one part of the country to the other following the crops. My mother told of having to live in an empty chicken coop once. And when I was born in 1948 we lived in a tent with my parents and four siblings. I Linda Brodayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09357448132994020848noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-14441364378758349402014-04-02T09:52:12.241-05:002014-04-02T09:52:12.241-05:00I'm always fascinated by the Great Depression ...I'm always fascinated by the Great Depression era as well. Both my folks suffered during this time. My grandfather, who lost his business, became a painter and he ended up painting for Mrs. Winchester (the Winchester Mystery House!) in San Jose. In fact, he used to say if he had a dollar for every stoke, he'd be a wealthy man! I have also written about this time period; I wrote a script Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8927727476793944291.post-3505727215506119652014-04-02T07:41:19.744-05:002014-04-02T07:41:19.744-05:00I am so happy that I discovered how to post pictur...I am so happy that I discovered how to post pictures on my Kindle. It was tedious and complicated (that's why there's only two), but I did it. Yea me! Sarah J. McNealhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17749991094677728042noreply@blogger.com