WELLINGTON — Ocie Davis, wife Eppie and their four sons arrived in Collingsworth County toward the end of World War II. They were a family just hanging on. Davis, with relatives around Wellington, left southeastern Oklahoma for the hardscrabble life of a sharecropper.
As Bob Dylan sang, “When you ain’t got nothing, you got nothing to lose.”
Their house was the last along a long dirt road, about 18 miles from Wellington near the Oklahoma border. Jesse Ray, the oldest son, was picking cotton at six years old. He could pick as much as an adult, and his daddy argued with a foreman who wanted to pay him child’s wages for a man’s haul. Pennies were precious.
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