
If we can learn from history some of the techniques passed down
from the greatest economic advisers, then we stand a chance of surviving anything the global economic crash can throw our way.
When we look only to the leaders of our country for advice and reassurance in these turbulent times, then we are destined to fall and succumb to the
failures of our leaders.
This thread will take an in depth look at the people who not only survived the first economic crash the historic Great Depression of 1929, but of
their ageless wisdom which can be a guide stone for how to survive in the coming years.
If you are reading this you have probably already made up your mind that an economic depression/recession is well under way and now you want concrete
answers as to what to do to make the impact less difficult for yourself and your loved ones.
Let us first start by defining who our most respected economic leaders and advisers are today, I will start with one who is as trustworthy as she is
wise.
My Grandmother grew up in Lockhart Texas on a farm east of town. Shortly after the crash of 29 she clearly remembers the events even though she was
only 10 years old at the beginning.
She recalls the swift closing of all the little stores in her town. The vacant and boarded up windows are a memory she holds to this day of her once
booming little town. Lockhart was a little town with a courthouse in the center as many towns were back then and still are to this day.
The local grocery store did manage to remain open due to the diligence and intelligence of the owner operator. He did not allow hoarding but instead
allowed those with excellent credit to make their usual purchases and the rest of the town to barter and trade for their basic necessities.
Lockhart was a typical agricultural community, a small farming town where the usual groups of people lived and worked to raised families. The first
year was the hardest after the economic collapse, and it was not even possible to survive without the community effort as a whole. In Lockhart not a
single person was lost even after a bout of Typhoid fever polluted the water ways. The word spread fast to every single person and family in the
community and measures were taken to supply all the water needs of the towns people until the disease ended without casualties.
After 29 no one had money. What they did have was a strong sense of community strength. grandma told me about the colored family that lived close to
her home and how during the depression even prejudice was set aside and for the first time people saw one another as human beings. Baptist and
Protestants laid aside their religious differences and worked in unison to survive and live in harmony.
Grandmas Daddy and Granddaddy, owned a farm on the outskirts of town and two rentals in town, one of which she lived in during those difficult and
challenging years.
Her father used mules and plow to work the enormous fields and grew corn and cotton as staples and for barter and sale. Everyone grew gardens if they
intended to eat and all of the good people of Lockhart liked to eat.
They would take the cotton to the Gin and then save the seeds to be pressed into a cake to feed livestock. They used part of the cotton to make
clothes and would barter for cloth to be made by the person with the loom.
The Government then stepped in and told the people of Lockhart to cut down production, start skipping a row for every 2 they planted. That they did
not want them to grow more than what they could use. That it was fine for them to grow for their own community, but that selling outside was not
permitted, unless it was to the Government approved markets.
They did not question this move, as the Government convinced them that if they had too much, that the thieves would surely come to steal it from the
fields, they trusted and that was that.
Grandma told me that there was a sense of caring for each other that was one of the most positive things to come out of those dark days, and even
though people learned fast to be independent and how to live off the grid, that they made life enjoyable with simple pleasures like sitting out on her
porch in the early evening and listening to the colored people sitting out on theirs as well playing instruments and singing. or taking pictures of
dolls from catalogs and making paper dolls to play with.
People would share what they had, if you had chickens and your neighbor had hogs, you would share. And if there was an elderly person in the town
unable to care for themselves the whole community shared of what they had, no one starved or was neglected.
There was a deep respect for your neighbor, and when you would go to visit and check up on an elderly person, you would never address them by their
first name, you would say Hi Aunt Bess, Mama sent some eggs for you. This created a feeling of extended family within the community.
Edit: grandma was raised in the day and age when using the word colored was the proper way to address an Afro American in this day and age and I an
not even certain of that being politically correct.
They did have segregation signs that said Do not let the sun go down on you Here. What this meant was that if a crime happened in town and a Black man
was walking around h would be blamed. They did not want this kind of prejudice to happen in their community. They did not make Black People get off
the sidewalks, and they were not treated as subordinates. grandma used to play with the little children up the street from her and was not raised in
Lockhart to see them as anything but Gods creatures the same as any child. The Blacks would work side by side for even pay to anyone who would come to
the farm to work the fields.
People survived and thrived because they set aside their differences, they worked together as a community with the family as the corner stone of their
reality.
To be continued...