Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe

FEBRUARY 9, 1943

War Speeds Up

My other half is working two shifts, along with just about everyone else over at the railroad, since the iron and steel industry is working overtime, and I’m one lonesome gal these days. But if he’s helping out Uncle Sam and our boys, I guess I can take it.

Tommy Glass and Ray Limeway write from camp to say hello.

By the way, has anybody seen Idgie’s and Ruth’s victory garden, by the old Threadgood place? Idgie said that Sipsey grew butterbeans the size of silver dollars. I can’t get anything but a few sweet potatoes, over at my place.

Three of the members of the Jolly Belles Ladies’ Barber Shop Quartet, me and Biddie Louise Otis and Ninny Threadgoode, went to Birmingham and had dinner at Brittling’s Cafeteria, and then went to see our own Essie Rue Limeway. The picture playing was not half as good as the show in between. We are mighty proud. We wanted to tell everyone in the theater that she was our friend. Ninny did turn to the person next to her and inform him that Essie Rue was her sister-in-law. By the way, don’t forget to save rubber.

… Dot Weems …

P.S. Who says we are the weaker sex? Poor Dwane Glass fainted at his own wedding last Sunday and had to be held up by his bride-to-be throughout the entire ceremony. He said he felt much better after it was over though. He leaves for the army right after his honeymoon.