And the little farmers watched debt creep up on them like the tide. They sprayed the trees and sold no crop, they pruned and grafted and could not pick the crop.0
And the little farmers became tenants, and the tenants became sharecroppers, and the sharecroppers became day laborers.0
I can't call my friend. I can't call my sister. I can't call my mother. I don't even remember their numbers. It's like they never existed. – Steve Rogers0