REVIEW: 'The Ogallala Road,' by Julene Bair

NONFICTION: A third-generation farmer in the Kansas grasslands tries to work the land without contributing to its demise.

"The Ogallala Road," by Julene Bair

Julene Bair’s memoir, “The Ogallala Road,” takes place on another prairie above another aquifer, but it could just as easily have been written about Minnesota — or any of the other plains states, for that matter. Her descriptions of the sweeping grasslands that were once breathtaking in their subtle beauty and the water that once provided life for everything from turtles to buffalo to humans would also fit the prairie that stretched west across Minnesota and the Dakotas.

So, too, would the transformation of the prairie to the rigid monocultures of corn and soybeans, the disappearance of a gentler type of farming and the writer’s grief over the relentless agricultural philosophy that what the Earth produces is ours to take.

“We got ours,” her farmer father always told her.

Bair, a graduate of the Iowa Writers’ Workshop who has taught at the University of Wyoming and elsewhere, has inherited part of the family farm near Goodland in western Kansas. Her grandparents built a beautiful house on a rise above the prairie, her father farmed it, and, as the book opens, her brother manages it from afar while she lives in Laramie, Wyo.

She’s just met Ward, a rancher who lives in the Smoky Valley, a section of rolling hills that is one of the few remaining areas of largely intact grasslands. They ran into each other out in the grass on a hot day when she was looking for the springs that come from the Ogallala Aquifer, which provides all of the irrigation for farms in the region.

The book takes on a narrative drive that goes beyond the usual environmental book. Will they fall in love? Will they find a way to keep the farm without draining the aquifer, like farmers had been doing for decades? Can they set the stage for a new kind of relationship between farming and the land?

Of course, “The Ogallala Road” is not a novel — it’s reality. Bair describes a family caught in a vise of agricultural economics that they cannot change. Growing organic wheat and grazing won’t support the family the way corn and soybeans do. She doesn’t want to live there and farm, and neither does her brother. But the water that they pump by the millions of gallons is free, and if they don’t use it, they will lose their rights to it.

True to her own life, the book wanders from living alone in the desert, to her abusive first husband, to the birth of their son, which forced her back to the family farm for a few years.

She provides an unflinching look at her family, her lovers — the husband who hit her and Ward’s first clumsy attempt at romance — and her son. She is equally unflinching about the family’s final decision to take the road she abhorred.

Her descriptions of the landscape, the subtle hues of grasses that change with the seasons, the aching blue of the sky and the cool touch of water, are enhanced by her grief at their loss. She dreams of a society like the one she encountered on a visit to a tribe of Hopi Indians. They fought the government’s efforts to give them a well because they wanted to “live seamlessly with the wild desert around them.” According to Hopi legend, humanity destroyed three previous worlds, and the Hopi had been given the desert the fourth time around. “It reminded them to stay within their limits, and avoid making the same fatal mistakes,” she writes.

But that’s a reckoning that is yet to come for Julene Bair, the farmers in Kansas, or for the rest of us who live on what was once one of the greatest grasslands on Earth.

 

Josephine Marcotty covers science and the environment for the Star Tribune.





 

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