Photograph depicts a fence with glass jars hung upside down on the fence posts. Below the photograph is a printed piece of paper that reads: "Ma Graham / Born 1855 June 28, 1938 / My father was a Confederate soldier. He give his age a year older / than what it was to get into the army. /After the war he bought / 280 acres from the railroad and cleared it. We never had a / mortgage on it. / In 1920 the land was sold and the money divided. Now none of the / children own their land. It's all done gone, but it raised a / family. I've done my duty--I feel like I have. I've raised 12 / children--6 dead, 6 alive, and 2 orphans. . . / Then all owned their farms. The land was good and there was free / range. We made all we ate and wore. We had a loom and wheel. / The old settlers had the cream. / Now this hill land has washed. And we don't get anything for / what we sell. We had two teams when this depression hit us. We / sold one team--we had to to get by-- and we sold 4 cows. / In 1935 we got only 50 and 60 cents a hundred pounds for picking, / and in 1936 only 60 and 75 cents, and we hoe for 75 cents a day. / Then the government reduced the acreage and where there was enough / for two big families now there's just one. Some of the landlowners / would rather work the cotton land themselves and get all the / government money. So they cut down to what they can work themselves / and the farming people are rented out. They go to town on relief-- / it's a "have to" case. Sharecroppers are just cut out. / Then the Lord taken a hand, and by the time He'd taken a swipe / at it there was drought and army worm. I don't know whether that / drought was the Devil's work or the Lord's work--in 3 days / everything wilted. / Folks from this part has left for California in just the last / year or so. My two grandsons went to California to hunt work. / They are renters here, and no more. Those who have gone from here. . . / If you see my grandsons in California tell 'em you met up with / Ma Graham of Conway, Arkansas.".