For many of them, this was their first time away from home.
The young men in the CCC learned fast that they
had to be willing to go to any camp in the United
many of the tents and barracks one would see this poster.
Perhaps you"ll be sent to
a camp high in the mountains,
or down on the seashore,
out on the shady forest,
or on the sun-baked plains,
or back in the shady forests.
You may be near a town or
you may be far away from even
Work hard now.
And never forget that cooperation
|Hanging Rock visitors ctr - Photo by Lauren Caroll
|Marion James is reflected in a plaque with the names of men who worked at Camp 3422 in NC.
WHAT MIGHT HAVE BEEN
(To Mr. Roosevelt)
By Raymond Kraus
Co. 1232, Olympia, WA
A pauper’s life we may have
And we died revolting for our bread;
We might have shed each other’s blood.
And we died face done in the mud.
But all because we have this man,
Whose only words are there: “I
Our nation shall evolve on high,
And we shall have a brighter sky.
He gave to us the chance to say,
I’ve earned my bread and keep
The chance to smile, to toil, to sweat,
This damn depression this forget.
Happy Days, November 3, 1934 (National
newspaper of the CCC, Washington, D.C.)
|CCC crew member loading a hole under a stump with dynamite, Lolo National Forest (Montana)
I hope that I shall never
Stump outside the CCC;
Stump whose wiry roots are found,
in the earth's tenacious ground.
stump at which I slave away,
during a torride summer day,
are dug by guys like me
others in the CCC.
D.E.M., Arcardia, RI
ROUND AND ROUND
6:00 AM Rising Bugle
6:15-7:00 Breakfast, followed by sick
7:15 Police camp and draw tools
7:30 Go to work
11:15 Return from work
1:00 Sick call
1:15 Police camp
1:30 Draw tools
1:45 Go to work
4:45 Return from work
6: 00 Supper followed by the study program
10:00 Bed and lights out.
By Doc Towne
Co. 615, Estacada,OR
hands are sore an’ blistered,boys,
My bones are full of aches;
My elbow joints, they make a noise
an ungreased windmill makes.
How come? I been a choppin’ trees
A-hewin logs and
The kind of work that pleases
A C.C.C.very much.
I’ve got as bunk
and windows, too,
With one that’s set just right;
For us to watch the moon rise
is through the night.
That ax has sure wore out my hand,
But, boys, my heart ain’t
I’ll stand her there to meet me
Just out the bunkhouse door.
But I’ve been just the same,
An’ up Clackamas Valley Draw;
Best of them all.
September 22, 1934
S H O V E L
S – is for the spuds we got for breakfast.
H – is for the home we seldom see.
O – is for
the onions that they feed us.
V - is for this verse composed by me.
E - is for the end of my enlistment.
L – is for the last they’ll see of me.
Put them all together the spell SHOVEL
The emblem of the CCC.
Fort Lewis CCC songbook, 1934
|CCC enrollees using picks and shovels, Maryland, 1933
What America and these men endured in the 1930's