Second World War: Rosie the Riveter

Oklahoman recalls rationing and working at as a 'Rosie the Riveter'.

| Good Old Days

When rationing started, I was in high school. With two other students, I helped sign people up for their ration books. One lady refused to tell her age, so she got no book. 

The book was like a book of stamps. Each can of food, pound of sugar, shortening, coffee or meat cost so many stamps. The meat stamps were red; the canned food stamps blue. You could manage, though you had few choices.        :

Laundry soap was not available where I was. Washing clothes with hand soap using a scrub brush on the shower floor was no fun. Toilet paper was seldom available. I saved stamps for two months for a can of pineapple I craved. There was no black pepper. Enough gasoline was rationed to go to work.

For some reason there were no sheets, elastic panties, hose or men's shorts. We wore khaki-colored rayon panties that buttoned.

You got one pair of leather shoes a year. The rest of the time you wore cloth shoes. If you had a defense job, you could get steel-toed leather shoes - no stamps. They gave me corns.

When you shopped, you took your stamps, the tokens they gave you in change and your money. With sorghum or honey, we made mayonnaise cakes - no stamps. We had no bacon those years, and meat was scarce. We had meat stamps left over.

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