This Diary Belongs to: Florence Galizio

May 1943
Nearly everyone I know has gone off to fight in the war. Frank, Dom, Joe, my beloved brothers, all left my four sisters and I early this morning. They promised us that they would be back soon, as they plastered on a smile to hid the fear inside. My sisters and I cried as they left us, afraid we would not see them again. I am unable to bake my famous fruit cake and serve it with coffee because the supply of food is limited and Americans supplies of sugar, tropical fruits, and coffee is unattainable. Toady I received my first ration book. Inside it revealed coupons I could use to purchase food and clothing, since many of these items are now scarce. I have to be sure to manage the coupons responsibly because if I don't I will not get another, until it is time for me to receive one again. I am scared. For my brothers, and even for me and my sisters who must change out way of life. To occupy our worried minds, my sisters and I enjoy going to the movies at least once a week. It serves as a means for use to forget our troubles, and to relax, even if it is just for an hour or two. I see posters all over town supporting the war and trying to gain patriotic moral from its citizens. I however can not say I agree. A garden has been set up which has vegetables planted in it. Many of the vegetables are sent to feed the soldiers. I plan on going down to the garden today with my sisters to plant some vegetables. All I can do is pray for my brothers and other soldiers and do what I can to help.
-Florence