The little oil towns are either doing great or they are about to die, depending on the oil market. Every boom seems like it will last, but of course they never do. And the busts hit hard every single time.
The current bust has hit Sundown so hard that it’s eliminated EMS services and closed the library and the swimming pool just to try to meet the (reduced) budget. It reminds me of this song, by James McMurtry, which unfortunately continues to be true, even many years after he wrote it.
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The late sun caught this sign* on the western edge of the town of Sundown, a fitting sentence, maybe, for a rainy weekend in the midst of great drought.
*It’s Biblical – Joel 2:25. In case you wondered. Full disclosure: I Googled it; it wasn’t something I just knew.