Chapter
1 —
We
Stalk and Trap An Apartment
The
overflow of humanity in Washington during the war years made apartment
hunting an unforgettable adventure — more like a contest
with one prize for every 1,000 contestants.
Chapter 2
—
Moving Day
Moving
companies were overwhelmed, our apartment was far from complete,
the surrounding area was one vast expanse of mud and a major snowstorm
was on the way — all combining for an exciting day!
Chapter 3
— Ready for Occupancy?
Quality
apartment construction was NOT one of the priorities of wartime.
How we learned to live in the midst of permanent chaos.
Chapter 4
— Grow Your Own!
We
had a community victory garden — few crops but lots of fun
and a barrel full of blisters. We city girls were forced to learn
canning, sometimes with unusual results.
Chapter 5
— Token,
Token, Who Has a Token?
A
humorous review of the food rationing program.
Chapter 6
— The
Art of Meat Stretching
A
dozen different kinds of ersatz hash faced us from the daily dinner
table. Our choices ranged from fattening to tasteless, and sometimes
just plain unbelievable.
Chapter 7
— The
Joys of Grocery Stores
Wartime
grocery shopping was often a complicated and time-consuming activity.
It was decidedly worse with small children in tow.
Chapter 8
— Scrap
Your Fat, Lady!
How
we survived the salvage programs — everything from newspapers,
tin cans and waste fat to our toothpaste tubes.
Chapter 9
— The
ABC's of Gasoline Rationing
And
pity our poor old wartime cars — they were on a lean diet,
too.
Chapter 10
— Fall
In Line, Please
Not
just in London did folks learn to “queue.” We waited
in line for everything from cigarettes to transportation —
and sometimes just to find out what the line was for!
Chapter 11
— The
1944 Model Stork
The
wartime stork was a streamlined model, lacking diapers, safety
pins and hospital staff, but somehow he came through and set an
all-time production record. Baby-sitters also had a wartime model.
Chapter
12 —
When The Lights
Came On Again
A
brief conclusion with our own memories of VJ Day.
