The Ypsilanti daily press. (Ypsilanti, Mich.) 1928-1962, 1944-09-02
Observations
AS War Nears
Conclusion Need
For WPB Lessening
BY Helen Essary

letter Dear Charlle-l nate 10 see
you co." which the President wrote
to Vice Chairman Wilson OF the
War Production Board, shall have
died down over the air and in print
er's ink, and the echo OF WPB Don
aid Nelson's Don't hurry home
trip" to China shall have faded
out over the North American con-
tinent, somebody will spring up
and say:
why. don't you know the answ-
er to all this rumpus? The War
Production Board has finished its
job II isn't needed any more.
Not really. War plants in every
part OF the country are slowing
up. It's time for both Donald and
Charlie to lay down their shovel
and their hoe. Like ole Uncle
Ned there amt no mob wo'k' for
them 10 do. They better go where
the good dollar a year men go
back TO the outfits they came
from"
Actually. conversion has been
under way a long time, so the ex'
perts tell me. You may not have
seen 1t with the naked eye. But
behind the scenes industry has
been oiling up its machinery for
postwar production. There's no
point in concealing the fact any
longer
HEARD A FUNNY STORY
which is typical OF Washington. A
certain hostess phoned some pros
pective dinner guests on that 1902
grees-in-the-shade day, before the
hot wave broke, and said TO each
telephonee Il hate to ask you-but
were having an ambassador and
his wife with us. Do you mind
wearing a long skirted dress and
digging out your husbands black
tie and things? We've got TO be
formal for the sake of protocol"
After much digging out accompani.
ed by excusable profanity. the
guests male and female did dig
out the formal paraphernalia. And
put same on over running perspira.
ton.
Since the dinner was to be some
thing OF an occasion, the guests.
including several senators and such
important people, arrived quite
promptly The host was done up in
a damp tuxedo and the hostess was
in flowing satin down TO her tip
toes. At last the ambassador and
his wife arrived. And what were
they wearing? One guess for
you
The ambassador was in a BUSH
ness suit not too recently pressed.
And madame the ambassadress-
she had on little short sport num-
Der OF figured cotton. AS | said at
the beginning:
sic semper Washington"
SOME WASHINGTON MAID
EMS are galloping of to Alaska to
find likely husbands. Horace Gree
ley said, Young man, go west"
Intuition, or is II instinct when
speaking to many modern unmar-
ried women. advises the neighbor-
hood OF the Boring Sea as the most
likely hunting ground.
Diamonds seem to grow as large
as baby seals up IN those Arctic
regions. Anyhow, I've seen several
engagement stones captured in
northern ATTITUDES which at first
glance thought were hunks OF ma
tive ice.
LIFE FOR A WOMAN war cor
respondent in London is not too,
100 divine. Exciting? Yes. But
here's a confidential excerpt from
May Craig's recent notes.
She was last years president OF
the Women's National Press Club.
When she is home in Washington
working for her New England pa
pers and asking sharp questions at
Mr.. Roosevelt's press conferences,
she is called The Presidents 10y.
al Opposition
You'd never bear up under this
robot-escaping life. We 90 out OF
London to get away from the n.y.
ing bombs and sleep on the great.
est variety OF beds. cots, canvas
hammocks and what have you. May
be alone. Maybe with Red Cross
workers, WACS, nurses. We sleep
anyplace!
You lug your own stuff and shiy-
er Of mornings while you wash.
Thank heaven there Is always hot
water. The American hot water
that Is the astonishment OF the
British!
One OF my worst troubles is peo-
pie who snore. I'm light sleeper
Or used to be. I'm getting so
tired can sleep anywhere.
Wouldn't mind lion in the next
cot. Have been seeing old Wash.
ington friends but briefly. Peo-
pie just pass like ships in the
night. You never know where they