I remember the Victory Gardens, we always had a garden but never called it that.
Mother, canned everything and for root veggies, we put them in sand in the cellar-well not potatoes. She canned beef, pork, venison, everything to have food for us. She was a woman alone with four kids to feed. Daddy dear took a powder, I have a hard time with Father’s Day, never knew him.
I can understand why Father’s Day is hard..God bless your mother for being so hardworking and resourceful for you kids. Those war years aand the Great Depression were difficult times..I cannot imagine the added hardship of being without my dad.