by Doris Emma (Balesky)Kennard
The anecdotes that follow are as I remember
them. Time may have dimmed some of the
details
of the events but the memories themselves are
as vivid as the day they occurred.
The depression years of the thirties were
hard and difficult times.
Many families lost
their homes after struggling to pay the
mortgage or rent.
Farmers at least had eggs,
milk, beef and crops to rely on.
Many people
stood in breadlines to get some food. Tramps
and hoboes road the rails going West in
search of jobs.
The banks closed taking
peoples' savings with them.
My folks lost the house even after selling
off the acreage to
pay not only one but two
mortgages on it. I knew that money was tight
and they struggled
to keep their heads above
water but, strange as it may seem, I never
felt that we were poor.
Since then I have
heard many others say the same thing about the depression years.
This then is my account of cherished
memories
growing up Balesky as I remember them.
