Thanks to God
In 1936, when I was a young boy
I didn’t know that times were bad.
Later, I discovered the truth—
Men scooped corn for fifty cents a day, according to my dad.
Fifty cents a day, if you worked six days a week
Might have been enough to stay alive
But if you had to miss a few days
Your problems would multiply.
Thanks to God, Dad found a better job
He went to work for the W.P.A.
He would be a time-keeper for 200 men
His pay would be good, about $2.50 a day.
In order to perform his new job
We moved to a little town up on the Red.
Gordonville had no city services you see
We had to supply our own amenities.
We lived there a year, my first grade was accomplished
And I’ve returned a few times for a visit.
Town folk still remember my dad—
When they learn my is name is Sam Young, they gather to shake my hand.
The Economy—Back Then
1 February 2009 by Carol