TAWA AND GRANDDADDY, 1945. HE HAD JUST ARRIVED HOME, AND THE ENVELOPE HOLDS HIS NAVY DISCHARGE PAPERS
FROM TAWA, TO ALL OF US, IN HER OWN WORDS:
HOW I MET MY PRINCE CHARMING
During WWII I worked in a ladies’ dress shop there in our hometown. The shop where I worked was owned by two sisters and I was the other clerk in this shop. Two older married women and myself---I was eighteen, a high school graduate. So, if the other two clerks did not want to take time to follow that potential customer around to wait on her, I many times got to be “water boy”---the person who was told to do this and that. After a time, I knew when they would just gesture, this meant get to the door. The shop was not very big---narrow, and deep in length.
The general businesses---motor companies and such, were on the other side of the railroad. The shops were just like now. She started at one end of the row, and worked her way down. We were the last shop on that street, so there was not another place for her to go.
So I was the one chosen to wait on
and they lived on the same block that
lengthy place but no width to it. The two girls were back there, just talking,
And moire non,