Chapter 30
“You’d think a war had ended or something,” a first lieutenant Air Corpsman said to the young woman at his side. Her Army dress uniform had the insignia of an Air Corps Captain. They stepped off the train amid a circus of humanity in drab army green, navy blue, and spiffy dress white military clothes. “Looks like most of Chicago is in uniform.”
“Yes, and I am tired of wearing it! Tomorrow I’m going shopping!” the young woman stated emphatically
“Mary, I thought you were so proud of being an Army Air Corps flight nurse,” the lieutenant commented.
“I am, dear brother, but you have to admit, this dingy color has gotten boring and does nothing to enhance my beauty.” She laughed, tossing her long dark curls. “Besides, I’m ready to celebrate and party, and these aren’t exactly par
