I was only 14 when my parents lost their jobs and all the money we had in stock markets. I came home from school and my mom and dad said we needed to have sit down. They told me that they had lost there jobs about week ago. And had been action as if they had been going to work so they wouldn’t worry me. They also told me all the money they had invested in the stocks was lost. And many more people like us. My father told me he had heard of work up west. And would take a train up so he could try to earn some money. That was whole month ago. He hasn’t sent his word or any money to help support me, my mom, and little sister. My mom told me my father was under a lot of stress. But I could tell she was to. Are money was running out quickly and are meals were getting smaller. We had small garden that supplied fruits and vegtables. But all that went away when the dust bowl came through. And took anything in its past including humans. Their lungs were full of dust. We had to take cover a lot and I missed a lot of school. I tried going to get job so I could help support my mom and little sister. But it was hard finding work for black young men so weak and fragile. I heard my other friends telling me about how they where hearing about people jumping trains to find work in the west. That’s when I decided to pack bag and the same so I could make some money to bring home to my mother. I watch for about a week I was afraid because I heard rumors about how they were catching hobos. And they were killed when they were caught. I always believed in Jesus but this hard days it was hard to believe. But I keep believing. Are president Herbert Hoover was no good he was one of those people that believe it was survival of the fitess. And everything would work out if you worked hard. But my parents did work hard they did everything right. They worked everyday to be exact they invested there money well. But with all the bank clousers and job losses its hard to make it this days. My mother cant find work so I know I want. And with all the business losing business because no one has money to spend its causing prices of goods to go sky high. Making it hard to feed my family and eat healthy at the same time. Monday finally came and I was ready and prepared to loss my life to try and take care of my family and not run out like my coward father. I didn’t tell my mom because I knew she would disagree and say I was to young and it was to much of danger. But I had to grow up some day just little early then past generation. I watch from the side and seen few do it. Then I decide it was my turn. I cant lie I was so afraid the train was going so fast but I had no other choose. I thought of my mother and little sister starving and I took off running and hopped on. I touch my body every where I made it now all I have to do is not get caught and make it there. I hid right under the train. I couldn’t sleep with fear of losing my balance and falling down and losing my life. I had five dollars to my name and couple of non parshibales. 0n the way down west when I was hooping from train to train I meet man name Albert Dick. I had eaten all my food and spent my five dollars. And he offered me job. He told me if I made run and dropped off package to man he would give me ten dollars. I thought he was idiot with lots of money. Until I talked to other young hobos and they told me they made much more because they were taking the risk of getting caught with drugs. So when I made the next run I asked for money and he had no problem giving me more. Then I went on about my way with thirty dollars and food. I meet man that I often over heard call my mom calling a okie. She said they were natives of Oklahoma that crossed the country to escape the dust bowls. He was very interesting and introduced me to some music I had never heard before he said it was a way to make you not think of all the bad and what you didn’t have.
Sinceryly , John See you soon mom and here some money that I made up West. Love you.