The author used interviews he did in 2002-2003, and phone conversations with ones who lived through and remember it, newspaper articles, other books written on the Dust Bowl, census records, and court records, and I would say the author's own liberty of feelings were added into the story for it to read more as a story rather than just a dry, historical account.

The Dust Bowl 1932-1939 (a.k.a the Dirty Thirties) After kicking the Commanches off the land and killing off millions and millions of buffalo, nesters and suitcase farmers were invited to homestead what is now considered No Man's Land. They plowed up the land and ripped up the grass without a thought to what it might do to the natural order of nature.

Thirty million people fled the area during the Dust Bowl years, that's 10,000 people a month who abandoned their homesteads. Most headed to California for work but were uninvited and called, the then derrogatory term, "Okies". Before 1925, twenty million acres of prairie land had already been plowed to farm, but between 1925 and 1930, with the Homestead Act, within 5 years another 5.2 million acres fell under the plow, and where suitcase farmers came and plowed the fields and left, only thistles took over.

September 14, 1930 began the first of hundreds and hundreds of dust storms over the next several years. These storms could reach up to 10,000 feet high with winds up to 60 mph of black wall filled with sand and carried static electricity that would light up barbed-wire fencing and any other metal around, enough electricity to short out a car. More than 80 to 100 million acres was stripped of topsoil through the years of the Dust Bowl....one of the largest environmental disasters in American History.

In 1934, one dust storm carried over all the way to New York and for 5 hours dumped dirt all over, so much they stopped commerce. It even moved out to sea covering ships over 200 miles offshore.

Black Sunday, the worst of all the storms, fell on April 14, 1935, when 300,000 tons of soil went airborne. People were fighting for their lives. The Red Cross opened up 6 hospitals across the plains to deal with coughing pneumonia, due to lungs filling up with sand. They had to begin wearing goggles, and putting vaseline in their noses before even going outside. Windows and every crack in their homes had to be covered with wet sheets, towels, blankets to try and keep the dust out, but it was impossible. Daily, the women cleaned out layers of dust gathered in their homes, sometimes so much their were ripples of sand on the floor.

The people could usually tell which state the dust storm would come from by the color of the storm. Black dust came from Kansas, red from eastern Oklahoma, and yellow-orange from Texas. One time they counted 49 dusters in 3 months time.

In 1936, the government took over with the biggest soil conservation project called "Operation Dust Bowl". The plan was to slow the drifts by contour plowing and planting with Africa grass instead of a crop. But the people weren't very cooperative with their pieces of land. So the government provided seeds and fuel to run tractors only if they agreed to this new farming restoration project. Dunes as high as 50 feet and a mile wide blown in from neighboring counties had to be leveled before plowed and planted.

Buffalo grass and blue grama was a native grass perfect for the high plains condition. They were short grasses that could hold water a foot below the surface even during the hottest, driest summer droughts. This grass nuoirished ground critters, such as grouse, prairie chickens, cranes, jackrabbits, and snakes by providing water when they ate it. But, with no grasses to feed off of, jackrabbits became a nuisance to farmers and their struggling crops. Towns began a jackrabbit festival run and would surround them within a one mile radious. Up to six thousand jackrabbits would be killed in just one these events.

The high plains never fully recovered but was healed in places. Some of the land is still drifting and sterile but in the heart of the Dust Bowl now lie three successful national grassland parks, the largest, Commanche National Grassland, at 600,000 acres, in Baca County, Colorado.

The design and success of the three grassland national parks is due to Hugh Bennett. He died at the age of 79 in 1960 and is buried in Arlington National Cemetery. He was hired by President Roosevelt and should be honored for his efforts.

Roosevelt's idea of planting 220 million tree conservation project did not work out. Most of the trees are dead and gone. When the rains returned, farmers began replacing the trees once again with crops of wheat when wheat prices shot up again during WWII. Men seem to never learn, and repeat the same mistakes, especially when money is involved.

Dalhart is at the crossroads of three highways. At the entrance to town is an empty horse saddle dedicated to the XIT cowboys who experienced the glory days of the grasslands and buffalo. There's also the XIT Museum in Dalhart. They also hold a festival every year celebrating the old XIT ranch and the ghosts of cowboys before farmers came to the land and destroyed it.

List of a few towns to maybe check out one day that were at the heart of the dust bowl considered part of No Man's Land: Dalhart, Follett and Amarillo, Texas; Inavale, Nebraska; Baca County, Colorado; Guymon and Boise City, Oklahoma; Rolla, Kismet and Dodge City, Kansas. Evidently you can still see tell-tale signs of those dust bowl days...fence posts and a few housetops poking up from sand bogs in certain cities. [Research to find which cities.]

The book is well indexed and if you know your ancestor was from the area and lived through the dust bowl, you may find their name and a bit of story on them inside this book. ( )

UPDATE: My review and dates had disappeared on this book. Glad I keep a personal log on “Reading List” app on my phone.

2020 ( )

I especially enjoyed the personal stories of the people who settled in "no man's land". Many people stayed despite having no money, no crops and family dying from breathing the dust. The pictures of the dust storms really added to the story. I can't imagine living in that area at that time. ( )

Finished! This incident in history was one we probably just glanced over when I was in school. It was quite interesting until a little over midway in the book when I had to start going up to 1.25x of 1.3x to make it through the book. Quite lengthy to listen ( )

Timothy Egan won the National Book Award for, The Worse Hard Time, in 2006. Reviewing a book already given high recognition obliges the reviewer to make a case of, why such an award. Egan quotes from Don Hartwell’s diary extensively – a diary saved from the fires and donated to the Nebraska Historical Society in Lincoln. He begins the book by introducing us to Liz and Bam White -- a half Indian half white cowboy turned farmer. Doc Dawson’s switch from medicine to the tragedy of Dust Bowl farming offers one among many family tragedies. The despondency the reader feels at the book’s conclusion one of many reasons for reading the book. Half the folks from the Plains did not survive the Dust Bowl. They moved away forever or died from the pervasive, “dust pneumonia,” which afflicted the families, especially children. One notable exception to the large exodus hooks Egan’s attention – and ours: a son, Ike Osteen. He left for road and railroad work upon graduation, leaving the ruined farm to his brother, Oscar. Ike proceeded to survive D-Day landing at Normandy to return and raise a family. At the story’s conclusion, in 2006, he was ninety years old and continued to work every day of the week. Unlike Ike, many families stayed on because they were too numb and worn out to pick up and start elsewhere. Time and again, Egan emphasizes what FDR’s soil conservation czar, Hugh Bennett, repeated: the buffalo grass and blue stem of the Plains which got plowed up to make a killing when wheat brought good money was cause for the tragedy. Later, after the disaster, Hugh Bennett organized farmers to cooperate in plowing in contours and planting grass. The government helped by buying up millions of acres for replanting. FDR put the CCC to work in planting 220 million trees. Alas, in 1940, the forerunners of Agri-business began drilling down into the Ogallala Aquifer to again begin planting wheat. “The Ogallala was there for the taking, just like the grassland itself thirty years earlier,” writes Egan. Geologists estimate the Aquifer will be dry by the turn of the century. A tragedy to be repeated. The climate had not changed in the Plains. Human beings caused it to change. This is Egan’s message. When “the plow that broke the plains,” began at the turn of the century, only two groups understood the disaster awaiting caused by stripping the land of its native vegetation -- the local cowboys who, with the cattle gone, were out of work, and the Comanches, thrown off the land by whites. Neither group ever returned. If climate change was making the same headlines when Egan finished his book as it is today, perhaps he would have drawn parallels between the human caused Dust Bowl of the 30’s to the human caused climate change of today. One parallel he would not make. Today, we have a clear understanding of the cause. There is no excuse. ( )