Wartime Ration Books came with warnings and instructions. Punishments of
up to ten years’ imprisonment or $10,000 fines could be imposed for violations
of rationing regulations. If a person left the country or died, his ration book
must be surrendered to the Ration Board; no giving it to family or friends. If
you faced a hospital stay of more than ten days, you had to turn your book over
to the person in charge.
To
avoid fraud, ration stamps had to be detached in the presence of the
shopkeeper. Loose stamps were void. If you lost your book, woe is you.
Shortage
of food affected everyone on a daily basis, but many other things were scarce,
too. Major purchases like cars, bicycles, and kitchen appliances required proof
of need and special certificates. Even typewriters were rationed because the
military needed so many.
In
the kitchen, women reused fat and grease for frying as often as possible before
turning them in to the grocer. These waste fats were processed into explosives
and used as lubricants.
Leather
shoes were rationed in favor of combat boots. Keeping growing children shod was
a challenge. Fashion faced many changes. In an effort to save fifteen percent of
yardage used in wearing apparel, skirt lengths and the width of slacks were
restricted; hems and fabric belts could be no more than two inches. Cuffs,
patch pockets, ruffles, and attached hoods were prohibited. Women turned in
their nylon stockings to make powder bags for naval guns. Sewing became more
popular, but even the production of sewing machines was limited.
Most
rubber came from rubber tree plantations in southeast Asia, occupied by Japan.
War production factories needed every bit of rubber they could find. Civilians
were urged to turn in old tires, garden hoses, rubber boots. Tires were
rationed early, from January 1942 through December 1945.
Even if you had good tires, your driving was limited. Gasoline was rationed to conserve tires. Almost everyone had an “A” classification, which entitled the holder to four gallons per week. Their cars were non-essential to the war effort. A “B” classification for those with essential jobs, like industrial works, qualified for eight gallons per week. Important people like doctors, ministers, mail carriers, and railroad workers had a “C” classification. Members of Congress had the unlimited “X” classification. A windshield sticker proclaimed your status.
Even if you had good tires, your driving was limited. Gasoline was rationed to conserve tires. Almost everyone had an “A” classification, which entitled the holder to four gallons per week. Their cars were non-essential to the war effort. A “B” classification for those with essential jobs, like industrial works, qualified for eight gallons per week. Important people like doctors, ministers, mail carriers, and railroad workers had a “C” classification. Members of Congress had the unlimited “X” classification. A windshield sticker proclaimed your status.
“Some people have all the luck. All I’ve been getting’ is fish.” |
Scrap
and salvage drives were the order of the day. Paper was needed for packing
weapons and equipment for shipment overseas. Scrap iron was found by digging up
trolley rails buried beneath streets. Tires were fished from ponds. Children
brought scrap metal to school collection bins and scoured their neighborhoods
with their wagons.
How would you have fared?
Prior to WWII my grandfather collected all of the scrap metal in the district - using his horse and cart. War was imminent. He foresaw that there would be a major shortage. He did the same with glass bottles. He shipped railway carriages full of bottles back to brewers. This is a man who was never short of some kind of occupation during the great depression.
ReplyDeleteMary, he reminds me of characters in books who could outfit a brigade if you plopped him down at the North Pole!
DeleteI worry that I wouldn't fare very well. :-) I wonder how compliant everyone would be now days.
ReplyDeleteI suspect we'd hear considerable whining!
DeleteNo doubt. We're a generation of whiners.
DeleteI am more worried about my children. They are the disposable generation. I grew up with a very frugal mom and try to instill that in my kids, but they can be greatly influenced by peers.
DeleteWith my hubby still in university when we started having kids, that was actually my mantra: "Use it up, wear it out, make it do...or do without." :)
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