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BUILDING
 
 
Farm Security Administration Housing
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DESIGNER
 
 
Vernon DeMars

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LOCATION
 
Continent
North America
Nation
United States
State
California
County
Tulare
Town
Porterville
Hamlet
Woodville
Address
16153 Road 192
 
 
Telephone
+1.559.784.4030
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TYPOLOGY
 
ARCHITECTURE
Rural buildings
Rural dwellings

TOWN PLANNING AND URBAN DESIGN
New settlements
Rural villages
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CHRONOLOGY
 
Project
1939    
Realisation
1939 - 1941
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THE BUILDING IN CINEMA
 
Title
  The Grapes of Wrath
Directed by
John Ford
Nationality
USA
Year of production
1940
Cast
Henry Fonda, Jane Darwell, John Carradine
Building's role
Considerable
 
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BIBILIOGRAPHIC REFERENCES
 
 
Bruno Zevi, Spazî dell'architettura moderna, Einaudi, Torino 1973, tav. 536-539 [XI. Il movimento organico negli Stati Uniti]
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ADDITIONS AND DIGRESSIONS
 
 
Bruce Springsteen, "The Gosth of Tom Joad", The Gosth of Tom Joad, Columbia, USA 1995 [song]
Men walking 'long the railroad tracks
Goin' someplace there's no going back
Highway patrol choppers
comin' up over the ridge

Hot soup on a campfire under the bridge
Shelter line strechtin' round the corner
Welcome to the new world order
Families sleeping in the cars in the Southwest
No home no job no peace no rest

The highway is alive tonight
But nobody's kidding nobody about where it goes
I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light
Searchin' for the ghost of Tom Joad

He pulls a prayer book out of his sleeping bag
Preacher lights up a butt and takes a drag
Waitin' for when the last shall be first and the first shall be last
In a cardboard box 'neath the underpass
Got a one way ticket to the promised land
You got a hole in your belly and a gun in your hand
Sleeping on a pillow of solid rock
Bathin' in the city aqueduct

The highway is alive tonight
Where it's headed everyboby knows
I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light
Waitin' on the ghost of Tom Joad

Now Tom said: "Mom, wherever there's a cop beating a guy
Whenever a hungry newborn baby cries
Where there's a fight 'gainst the blood and hatred in the hair
Look for me, Mom I'll be there
Wherever there's somebody fighting for a place to stand
or decent job or a helpin' hand
Wherever somebody is strugglin' to be free
Look in their eyes Mom you'll see me"

Well the highway is alive tonight
But nobody's kidding nobody about where it goes
I'm sittin' down here in the campfire light
Searchin' for the ghost of old Tom Joad
Woody Guthrie, The Ballad of Tom Joad, 1940 [song]

Tom Joad got out of that old McAlester pen
Was there that he got his parole
After four long years on a man-killin’ charge
Tom Joad came walkin’ down the road, Poor boy
Tom Joad came walkin’ down the road

It was there that he found him a truck-drivin’ man
It was there that he caught him a ride
He said I just got loose from McAlester pen
On a charge call homicide, great god
A charge called homicide

The truck rolled away in a big cloud of dust
And Tommy turned his face towards home
He met Preacher Casy and they had a little drink
He found out his family they was goin’, Tom Joad
He found out his family they was goin’

He found his mother’s old-fashioned shoes,
he found his daddy’s hat
He found little Muley and little Muley said
They been tractored out by the Cats, Tom
They been tractored out by the Cats

And Tom he walked to the neighboring farm
He found his family
They took Preacher Casy and they loaded in the car
And his Mama said, we got to get away, Tom
His Mama said, we got to get away

The twelve of the Joads made a mighty heavy load
And Grandpa Joad he cried
He picked up a handful of land in his hand
He said, I’m stickin with my farm till I die He said,
I’m stickin with my farm till I die

They fed him spareribs and coffee and soup and syrup
And Grandpa Joad he died
We buried Grandpa Joad on the Oklahoma road
And Grandma on the California side,
And Grandma on the California side

We stood on a mountain and we looked to the west
It looked like the promised land
Was a big green valley with a river running through
And there was work for every single hand, we thought
Work for every single hand

The Joads rolled into a jungle camp
It was there that they cooked down a stew
And the hungry little kids in the jungle camp
Said, we’d like to have some too, yes
We’d like to have some, too

A deputy sheriff fired loose at a man
He shot a woman in the back
But before he could take his aim again
It was Preacher Casy dropped him in his tracks, good boy
Preacher Casy dropped him in his tracks

Well, they handcuffed Casy and they took him to jail
But man, he got away
He met Tom Joad by the old river bridge
And these few words he did say, Preacher Casy,
These few words he did say

Well I preached for the Lord a mighty long time
I preached about the rich and the poor
But us workin’ folks has got to stick together
Or we ain’t got a chance any more, God knows
Or we ain’t got a chance any more

Then the deputies come and Tom and Casy run
To a place where the water runs down
And the vigilante thug hit Casy with a club
And he lay Preacher Casy on the ground
And he lay Preacher Casy on the ground

Tom Joad he grabbed the deputy’s club
He brung it down on his head
When Tommy took flight that dark and rainy night
It was a preacher and a deputy lyin’ dead, two men
A preacher and a deputy lyin’ dead

Tommy went back to where his Mama was asleep
He woke her up out of bed
He kissed good-bye to the mother that he loved
And he said what Preacher Casy said, Tom Joad
He said what Preacher Casy said.

Ev’rybody might be just one big soul
Well it looks that-a way to me
Everywhere that you look in the day or night
That’s where I’ gonna be, ma
That’s where I’m gonna be

Wherever little children are hungry and cry

Wherever people ain’t free

Wherever men are fightin’ for their rights,

Thats where I’m gonna be, ma

That’s where I’m gonna be

John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath, Viking Penguin, 1939
  
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CLIENT
 
 
Farm Security Administration
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STRUCTURES
 
 
Nicholas Cirino
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LANDSCAPE DESIGN
 
 
Eckbo, Garrett, Landscape Architect
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STAFF
 
Collaborators
Butts, Eckbo, Edie, Steiner, Sweeting, Thompson, Williams, Yuasa.
Beamer, Clark, Crenshaw, Davis, Donaldson, Kelly, Stark, Verag.
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ANNOTATIONS
 
 
 
 
 
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