if you're interested in ranching this place is for you;
or maybe a weather guy would have lots to see,
if it's a tornado, it would be the cellar for me!
it was in April, 1935 it turned the town brown;
those were hard times, there was dispair,
even the prayers didn't help, it was just there.
Top: Thunder in the dark, downtown Guymon.
Middle: The 'black blizzard' came in April 1935
Middle: A 'super cell' approaches Guymon, see the funnel form?
Bottom: Two Curlews looking for supper:
Oh, I love these wild flowers in this dear land of ours;The curlew I love to hear scream;
And I love the white rocks and the antelope flocks
That graze on the mountain tops green.
6th verse "Home on the Range"