Please Give me Something to Remember you by greatest generationChapter 2
By Monday morning Laurie was nervously energized about going to work. Her uncle had given her forms to fill out on Sunday, but she still had to take a physical. While riding on the “El” to Angus Meat Packing she was struck by the number of women who were headed to work. There were a few older males but hardly any young men. Even men her uncle’s age were scarce, many having gone into the service as officers and NCOs, filling supporting roles to the fighting forces. Once inside Angus Meat, it...