Sue Sanders writing about 1893: “That fall and winter was a time long to be remembered, as it still holds the record of being the worst drought in Texas history. How we lived I can’t tell you, bit somehow we got through till spring. None of the farmers had feed or seed to start work on another. . . Assistance finally came from some source at Stephenville . . . Ma received notice to come and get her supplies at Stephenville, but our team was too weak to make the trip. She asked a neighbor who was going to town if he’d haul them out for her. She also asked him not to get back to our house until after dark, as she didn’t want people to see we were receiving help. Other farmers felt the same way: they were ashamed of accepting a loan without security. . . Ma did a heap of worrying in those two years, and the strain put her back in bed. But there is always a turn in even the worst of things, and right after Christmas the rain started. It was a mighty good rain, and it made up for a lot of lost time. Sue Sanders, Our Common Herd, 1939