Next, the army fed us, of course, and any medical care that was needed was provided for. During the war, I got to know some people pretty well. A great number of WACS had brothers in the service, or even a husband in the service. Since we were at war, many of their friends, relatives, or husbands were killed. When something happened to one of the girls or her family, the whole platoon would rally around and try to help her.
War is no joke.
When we went to the officers club, we'd get to know these boys in all these different squadrons. Then there would be somebody who would go down in the sea and that was it. He'd never be seen again, and it was very hard for the rest of the squadron to see this happening all the time. This side of war people don't hear much about. I myself really have not heard a lot about the inglorious side of war.