Running my life thinking it was my high school dropout pea brain doing it, like a small wave thinking I was the ocean, I finally came to an awakening: God’s Grace was always in charge, like a third base baseball coach looking over my shoulder running toward home, to an outfielder throwing the ball to the plate, and saying to me “go ahead, you can make it!”

Practically all of the idle land was converted into pasture for grazing several thousand head of sheep and cattle. Citrus trees were planted and as cotton prices rose, cotton was planted again. Pima cotton was no longer needed for tires as Goodyear was turning to rayon for tire production.