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I don't know if the Dust Bowl is a well taught subject outside the Midwest. For those of us who grew up here, most of us know about Black Sunday, April 14, 1935. And no the photos weren't photo shopped. The pictures look like something out of The Mummy, only with rickety homes and old time cars.

I've never seen anything like it. Close, but no cigar. When I was five, I got a piece of sand embedded in my eye, thanks to a dust storm. Took the doctor six weeks to remove that tiny piece of sand.

Once when I was in high school working at a local fast food place, I saw a monster similar to the one pictured. Instead of several feet of dust piled against buildings and ditches, there were only inches. But for someone who had never experienced this type of weather, it was scary. It's no wonder you see so many pictures of cowboys wearing hankies around their faces.

I live in Kansas. Weather is a fact of life every where, but here, weather extremes seemed to the norm. We get raging storms, horrendous heat indexes, and below zero temperatures. But we also get our fare share of beautiful blue skies.