“Do your part,” was a sign we saw all around Aiken.
by J. Devine b. 1932
The Standard did picture stories about women who volunteered at various things, and families who grew big victory gardens. Paper drives were publicized and you could get a map of all the drop off places for the fat, rubber and other things you saved. At the movies you would see President Roosevelt looking straight at you urging you to “do your part.”
My friends and I were urged to form a team and scavenge for scrap metal – old farm machinery parts, tin wash tubs and such. At first we went at it because we felt it was our patriotic duty and, honestly, because of some pressure on us from our parents and teachers. But then someone got hold of a chart that showed what could be done with the scrap. “100 pounds of scrap can turn into X combat helmets, Y machine guns,” and so forth. I don’t remember the exact numbers.
Once we saw how we were really helping our boys and the war effort we went hammer and tong every scrap drive.
We did have a problem one time. One of the boys turned in a new looking car bumper that wasn’t scrap. The owner of the car figured out what happened. He was mad, but when he saw what we were doing he said he wouldn’t tell the police if we promised not to “create” scrap again.