In addition to their other land, the Blackwells farmed some land about twenty-five miles north of Weslaco. It was just south of a little town named Monte Alto. It was on a "raised" area, so they called it "the hill".
My father, Royce, and his younger brother, Roland, were up there plowing. Because it was so far to ride a tractor up there, they'd spend the night in what Dad called a shack.
Well, one time they were there working when a very strong storm blew up. Dad said he and Roland got under the tractor and held on. It rocked and shook, but it protected them from the tornado winds. They survived, and hopefully the crop got harvested.
Carol Johnson
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