Martha. Martha was from Front Royal, Virginia. She had a little girl and she was a single parent. She had to sign over her daughter to her Mom or they wouldn't let her join. She really missed her kid but she was trying to do what she thought was the right thing.
Some of me in my uniforms
This one taken outside the bay was a set up. We could order pizza delivered if we wanted it and had the bucks. I think it was probably cheaper for us because they knew it would be repeat business and they also knew we didn't get paid much. I was "selected" to take the money out and get the pizza. They were heckling me because I had taken so many photos of them.
Somebody had ordered a special pizza. I had to be really hungry to eat that one but Al would have loved it. I'd never had much pizza in my life and I had never had jalapenos at all. The first taste burned my mouth. I couldn't finish a slice. They were all laughing at me. Sometimes, If I was hungry enough, I'd force myself to eat it but I never grew to love it like they did.
I think that one was taken at home later when came back between here and going to Colorado. If you worked as a clerk you could wear this uniform. It had a short but not too short skirt.