My name is Joey Langston and every day I wake up hungry and I go to bed the same way. I can’t afford to support my family and as a man I feel like I’m failing. I have nothing to my name but the clothes on my back. I’ve lost everything. I am unemployed, I don’t have a home, my farm and livestock which used to make me money and feed my family are gone. But the worst despite this all is losing my loved ones. Where my family and I have relocated we aren’t happy. Since being here we have gotten called all types of names and not been welcomed many places. We had to move because I needed to look for work and my farm was destroyed. All I’ve ever wanted to be able to do is provide for my loved ones and live comfortably but now that’s no longer an option. I wear the same thing every day a farmers hat and a button down shirt. The Dust bowl forced me to move from my home and destroyed all of my crops and killed my farms animals. Since this all has happened I feel doubtful and scared for me and my family’s future. …show more content…
I have lost two of my son’s and I can’t take much more. I’m trying to be strong for my husband and children but it’s hard. Joey is always beating himself up about not being able to provide for his family and it makes me upset because none of this is his fault. I wear the same dress every day and the sleeves are short so when it get cold outside I have nothing to keep me farm. But I am more concerned for my babies. Leaving everything I have ever known was hard but joey and I decided that moving would be a better option to find work because the Dust bowl ruined all of our crops and killed all the animals. My family and I didn’t really feel like we had any other option but to