"Nancy Young" > wrote

> Let's face it, they did what they had to do to feed the family.
> In the end, that's what matters.
>

Yep. My mother's mother served some type of potatoes most nights
as a main dish, since meat was scarce. Mom talked about the horrors
of oleo, the big white tub of lard with the yellow coloring to mix in. She
had to have real butter as a result, all her life. And she hoarded and hid
sweets. Of course, that may also be because my oldest sister hoovered
up everything.