Chapter 12
Highway 66, the mother road
Summary
An intercalary chapter that maps Highway 66 town by town from the Mississippi to Bakersfield and names it "the mother road, the road of flight". Families move along it in single cars and small caravans, driving by ear — listening for tappets, a going bearing, a whistling gasket — and improvising a fan belt out of rope. Roadside dealers know the migrants cannot wait, so tyre prices rise; one argument over a casing broken nearly through turns into a lesson on what business calls service. Threaded through the chapter are the reports that the California border patrol turns people back, and a small boy's unanswered request for a cup of water. Two hundred and fifty thousand people are on the road, with wrecks abandoned along it. Against that, one story: a family of twelve with no car built a trailer, waited by the roadside, and were towed the whole way to California by a stranger who also fed them.
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Written: 5 July 1938 Journal entries: #29 Dating: from DeMott's editorial markers in Working Days
From the journal
5 July 1938, Tuesday, 11:30 — Entry #29
[…] back the rhythm. I think I can for I jolly well must. There are no two ways about it. Beginning the second book today and it must have the rolling sound of wheels and the clutter of cars and the panting across the country. The first general [Ed.—Chapter 12] and it must have the meat of the whole second volume […]
Source: Working Days: The Journals of The Grapes of Wrath, 1938–1941, ed. Robert DeMott (Viking, 1989).