On the list were meats, butter, cheese, sugar, processed foods, gasoline, fuel oil, shoes, and liquor. The national speed limit was 35 miles per hour. We can go on a fool's orgy, get drunk on our success so far. Or, we can, if we chose, pray for our dead and for the lives of those who have so far been spared. We can stay on the job, buy another War Bond, give a pint of blood.
Today is but the symbol of the many days to come.
That is our job. We may have a few absent, but most of our men are determined the show must go on. According to the May 7 edition of our paper, there was no danger of that last title becoming a reality in our community. Every officer of the local police force, however, had been called to duty. Personal memories of that day vary.