April
29, 1933 Strong southwest wind. The sow had ten piglets, but all were
dead. Corney, John, and I went to
Meade. The dust blew so much that it was
hard to see to drive.
It must have been a huge disappointment to lose all ten
piglets. They had fed the sow for
several months and hoped to get a good litter of piglets, but instead they were
all dead. They had already had a crop
failure in the summer of 1932, and the 1933 harvest was not looking much
better. So it would have been nice to
have a couple hogs to butcher for their own meat and several to sell to
others. But it was not to be. And there was a bad dust storm on top of
that.
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