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Book About Author’s Mom:

Background

My mother was seven when she arrived at Weedpatch, California. It was immortalized by John Steinbeck in his 1939 novel “Grapes of Wrath.” Like many other Dust Bowlers who have revived the once-derogatory word “Okie” as a term of endearment and source of pride, she can vividly summon the chapters of her own life. A life of no food, money and desperate for shelter of hot summer nights cooled only by bed sheets soaked with a hose and then draped over the tent.

John wrote what some critics still call the best American novel ever researched at our camp, and focusing the attention of the world on the plight of the migrants. He was awarded both the Pulitzer and the Nobel Prizes for his effort.

Then, in 1939, Leo B. Hart conceived and developed the “Arvin Federal Emergency School,” better known as the “Weedpatch School.” The Arvin Federal an innovative school for Okie children known locally as the Weedpatch School, was created because of public resistance to educating migrants’ children. Built primarily with donations of both labor and materials. A great deal of it from the children of the camp and their parents. This was a unique achievement in educational history, never to be repeated anywhere.

Discrimination was rampant. Although “Grapes of Wrath” is now required reading in California schools, in 1939 it was burned in downtown Bakersfield.

Thus the “Weedpatch Camp,” and the area around it, became the focus of the greatest internal migration ever known in this country. Not unlike Plymouth Rock or Williamsburg, it deserves to be preserved and honored as: a symbol of man’s search for a better life, as it remains to this day.

Introduction:

I am writing this as if my mother is the author. This is my mother’s voice. It is in her own words. Her mother is my grandmother. My name is Dallas Thompson, her first-born son. My mother’s name is Glenda. She is 86 years young as of 2014.

“Yes Mom I Do Remember”

BEFORE ME

We are living in tents in Midland Texas in 1928 where I was born December 21, 1928. Esther is six years old and can’t go to school in Texas or Arkansas until she is seven and is not very happy about it.

We leave Texas in an old truck with our belongings packed in tubs. The road is gravel all the way to Mulberry Arkansas. We are going there to live with Grandpa Rucks and Aunt Jane. Mom and Pop have been going back and forth from Grandpas to Texas almost all of their married life. It takes us three days to get there. I am told that 25 miles per hour was top speed. Esther and Edward go to school at Pleasant Hill in Mulberry.

Mom decides it is time to move out of Grandpas house and we move to BOWLEGS, Arkansas and this is where I leave my sister’s Esther Mae Rucks Rose’s story and begin my journey from BOWLEGS ARKANSAS to ARROYO GRANDE, CALIFORNIA.

“YES, MOM I DO REMEMBER.”

My Mom says I can’t remember carrying shingles up a hill behind my sisters, Esther and Evalee, thinking , I’m as big as everybody else, I’m going to help my Dad and all these other people build this house. I felt very important and grown up.

The house was to have a real wooden floor with split wooden logs for walls, and I am helping carry shingles so that we will have a roof over us to keep the weather out.

The neighbors have come out of the hills from everywhere to help raise the wall and have dinner on the ground. And me? I’m thinking, “wow,” what a feast, manna from heaven. The men have sawed some tree stumps to be used as chairs. Most of the people back in the hills made their tables, benches, and chairs. My Dad and Mom had even made Edward a wagon, wheels and all.

When you have been living, (surviving) on what we called watered down gravy, and whipperwill peas and having a pig sty for a shelter, it makes an impression on a three year old.

I think back and I thank God it is now just a memory. Yes, Mom I do remember.

After living in Bowlegs for a while, Mom and Pop have decided to move up to Three Rocks in the Ozarks where there is better farm land.. We put all our possessions in a wagon and started out over this really rocky road to Three Rock. I was told it was twenty-three miles, but it took all of a long day.

Pop, Ed and Esther had the chore of planting corn, strawberries, and peanuts. My Dad would get a bucket lid and punch holes in it to grate the corn so that we could have cornmeal for cornbread. Esther would set the table and give my Dad the only plate we had and the rest of us would use bucket lids or pie pans. She and Ed would have to take turns shooing the flies out before we could eat and they seem to have several disagreements whose turn it was. I don’t think I knew there was such a thing as a screen door.

Esther remembers this house very well. We were all asleep one night and she wakes us all up and says, “Something is on my bed.” My Dad thinks she is just imagining things and tries to make her go back to bed, but she convinces him something was on her bed, so he gets up to investigate and sees a snake going out thru the door. It had fallen from the attic on to her bed. I think, well at least it is not like the rat we found in the molasses and when the rats built a nest in your guitar, Mom…

See pictures and ‘The Rest of the Story’ in eBook!
A story of not only surviving, but thriving, building on each experience in my mother’s process of living each day in survival mode to becoming one of the happiest person dancing at the resort Madonna Inn, San Luis Obispo, California. She has made two hole-in-ones playing golf and dances at least 4 times a week when she is not singing karaoke.

California here we come!

California Here We Come! Traded a cow for the car… 67 pages more!

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My Mom and Lester White Prior to Madonna Inn (San Luis Obispo, Ca) Halloween Party!

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                                                               1946 Downtown Bakersfield
                                         Mom is wearing her sister’s coat and dad has no socks…

Lots more to come!

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Book about Author’s life:

“I Did it, Rather Than Wishing I Had Done it!”

Author’s exciting life… Slept with electric eels, was at Berlin Wall when breeched (have a piece of the Wall). Built 50′ bamboo raft in Fiji and attempted to sail to Sydney, Australia. Jumped over a cliff in a stream – in the dark when trapped in tropical jungle in the Cook Islands…

Mastered the art of learning and testing. Obtained Bachelors Degree in 15 months – while full-time USAF, working part-time job (RCA TV warranty repair) 40 hour per week and married! Completed MBA – With Distinction one year. Obtained MAE-Administration (Chapman University) in 9 months! Passed pilot license exam with no calculator, protractor, or studying…

Much more…

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Another Coming Book:

Does Newton’s Laws of Physics Determine Earth’s Climate, Weather, and Earthquakes?

Seems the earth has a natural heating and cooling cycle. This reflects a simple law of physics. When an object is compressed it generates heat… like a diesel engine. When an object expands, it cools… aka the refrigerant principle… gas is compressed and then pressure is released and releases heat. The relationship of forces produced by four systems of forces in the solar system. (1.) The effect of all of the planets on Jupiter in relation to the Sun along the Jupiter-Sun axis. (2.) The effect of all of the planets on Earth, along the Earth-Sun axis (3.) The effect of the Moon, along the Earth-Sun axis and (4.) The yearly system of the Sun.

The earth is compressed (heated) when its planetary position relative to the celestial objects such as the moon, sun and etc. produces stresses which generates compressive heating. After the compressive forces are relieved, the earth cools.

There appears to be a parallel between weather patterns and earth quakes that mirrors the earth’s heating and cooling cycles.

There is no question that the burning of fossil fuels is bad for health but has little to do with global warming.
However, the rhythm of global cooling and global warming coincide with stress building and stress releasing periods within Earth. Each phase, from the lowest force to the highest force and back to the lowest force is about 900 years in time. The timing varies because of the disturbance of motion (perturbation) of planets. The lowest force marking the end of a global warming system, for example, is around 130 units of force as I calculate the force as compared to the highest force of around 2100 units of force. Generally, the rhythm of the march of the peaks of increasing stress building force and global cooling from the lowest to the highest or peak force is on the order of 59.5 years. The same rhythm is true for the march of the stress releasing force and global warming from the highest peak force to the lowest force. 

The march of high peaks cause colder and colder winters and summers in the northern hemisphere. The low forces linger more than the high forces. The lower the force the more chance of the release of stored energy in the surface crust of Earth in the form of earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, and weather. The timing of these events depend on the rhythm of the planets with the Moon playing a major role in such timing because the Moon system moves forward at the rate of 3.7 miles per day acting on Earth with a rotating 27 day cone of force with a base of 3000 miles and a changing lever arm of more than 200,000 miles. Most all of volcanoes erupt during the stress releasing mode and, if science cared to measure, is probably the source of most of the CO2 in the atmosphere. All of the recorded disasters of the world killing millions of people have occurred in the lower end of the stress releasing phase. 

Much more… just saying!

Global Heating and Cooling Patterns

Global Heating and Cooling Patterns