My life during the Great Depression is hard. It's hard having two little boys who don't understand what is going. We have to move all the time with them. I am trying to make a better life for my sons during all this it's hard. We have to constantly pack up the truck and go to fing somewhere that has work. Most places we go to find work doean't have work for us or anyone else. And I hate to not be able to feed and clothe my children. I want my boys to be happy and when they see me not happy I tend to realize that my older son can see that. He may be older than his brother but he still doesn't completely understand what is going on. It's hard to explain it to the both of them. Especially the little one. The Depression was a very trying time not just for me but for everyone else too. Work was mostly out of the question for me and many others. It was a very hard time.