My mom told a WW II story of "the word" going out in the [Detroit] neighborhood when butter, or eggs, or nylons had appeared at the local shop(s), and all the neighbor women would rush to stand in line, hoping that the supply would last until they could get their ration.
My mom told a WW II story of "the word" going out in the [Detroit] neighborhood when butter, or eggs, or nylons had appeared at the local shop(s), and all the neighbor women would rush to stand in line, hoping that the supply would last until they could get their ration.
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