“Molly: An American Girl on the Homefront,” taught me that during the 1940s was a time when every ounce of any kind of resource was preserved for the armed forces, families with soldiers away being afraid to open the door every time there was a ring, and when people lost their husbands, brothers, or sons, the community rallied together to try and ease the pain even with something as small as a casserole. A gold or blue star was something to take pride in even if there was pain, fear, and lonesomeness behind the window and everyone had a role to play in the war effort even if it was a small one, it had a huge
“Molly: An American Girl on the Homefront,” taught me that during the 1940s was a time when every ounce of any kind of resource was preserved for the armed forces, families with soldiers away being afraid to open the door every time there was a ring, and when people lost their husbands, brothers, or sons, the community rallied together to try and ease the pain even with something as small as a casserole. A gold or blue star was something to take pride in even if there was pain, fear, and lonesomeness behind the window and everyone had a role to play in the war effort even if it was a small one, it had a huge