For a person not born and raised in Kansas I considered the winds to be "Gale Force" . Standing in the swales, in the gale force winds, made me wonder how the women with children coped with heat, rain, dirt, and the wind. Winter would not be any better cold, snow, dirt, and wind.
I was very thankful for my snug little house when I arrived home.
For them every day would have been a struggle for food, shelter, and water.