Sara did some of her best thinking as she drove. Fields and orchards had greened, soon to be laden with produce. Farmers geared up for the busiest time of the year. While crops flourished and grew, harvesting equipment was made ready for use from mid-summer till after Halloween.
Migrant workers began settling into the camp houses. Sara remembered decades earlier seeing a family of four, in a rusting old pickup laden with worn-out possessions stopped on the shoulder of the levee. The man and woman peered into the dirty and cracked windows of a ramshackle cabin hanging over the levee on the riverside. They were transient farm workers seeking temporary shelter.
Sara sighed and remembered that some people were worse off in their lives than her family had been living in their shanty. Certainl
