Mrs. Taylor: Hello. I am Jean Taylor. I am married to Charles Taylor. I am his third wife. He lost his first two wives so I am number
three and he likes to tell our friends that he was not the cook. So we’ve been married for thirteen years and
both of us have shared in war experiences and we are happy to share them with
you.
Triesler: Great. Where were you born?
Mrs. Taylor: I was born in
Triesler: Mr. Taylor, when
were you born?
Mr. Taylor: I was born in 1921, in
Mrs. Taylor: And you did some
Apollo shots to make sure they had the right equipment.
Mr. Taylor: We did the Apollo
shots and any political activity, but wasn’t confined
to just presidential conventions or anything like that.
Triesler: Around 1940 when
the war was coming but hadn’t quite gotten there yet…what do you remember about
your lives at that time? Did you think
war would probably come to the
Mr. Taylor: I don’t remember feeling anything about the
coming of the war.
Mrs. Taylor: That was the year that I graduated from high
school. You know, the fellows were going. My husband at that time had started
college and then he was drafted. And that was how I came to be a riveter,
because the fellows were all gone and I had moved back home with my parents,
there in
Triesler: Can you describe that job? What you did; what you had to
do? Was there a tool you had to use?
Mrs. Taylor: Yes, there was a
little metal thing that I had in my hand and I had to get on my back and see I
couldn’t see her on the outside and she had a thing to drive those rivets and
so I had to follow her along by just tapping and bucking those rivets.
Triesler: Bucking? Is that
like flattening on the inside?
Mrs. Taylor: Yes. That is what held the tail assembly together.
Triesler: Was lighting a problem for you working inside….
Mrs. Taylor: Well, it was only a tail assembly so it
wasn’t that big and to my knowledge that is all they made. That is the only thing they had the contract
for. It was a bus company and they had
made buses previously. Most everybody in
the town went to work there during the war.
Anne Marie Trimmer: Was it loud
and hot?
Mrs. Taylor: Yes, it wasn’t easy but I never thought about
that. My parents didn’t live real close
to the plant so I walked back and forth.
Of course, I didn’t have a car so I had to walk. Back then, I certainly wouldn’t do that
today, it wasn’t a very safe thing. I
never gave it any thought about being dangerous when I was walking.
Triesler: How long did it take you to walk to work?
Mrs. Taylor: Oh probably half an
hour, twenty minutes.
Triesler: Did you have to work shift work at all?
Mrs. Taylor: Yes, I worked days and then I worked nights.
Triesler: What kind of hours would they have for the shifts?
Mrs. Taylor: You are asking me too
hard questions [she laughs]. Well, I
guess I worked an eight hour shift.
Triesler: Do you remember how frequently you had to switch?
Mrs. Taylor: Yes, weekly.
But it was really nice. I really
enjoyed the ladies that I worked with and a lot of them had gone to college and
already had a profession. They were
teachers.
Triesler: Were you able to
have the radio on at work or anything like that?
Mrs. Taylor: No. And of course there was no television then.
Triesler: What did you wear?
Mrs. Taylor: Well, I didn’t have
to wear a mask or anything. And I
guess…I can’t remember. I don’t think I
wore anything on my hair cause there was no danger in
that. But, I remember being hot and
sweaty and when you lie on your back like that to work…but I did it for the
war.
Triesler: And you wore
coveralls? Did you remember what color
they were or did they have to be a certain color?
Mrs. Taylor: No, I can’t remember. I don’t know.
I guess back in my scrapbooks I have some pictures but I can’t remember.
Triesler: So when you finally got home after all that work, which
had to be tiring on the arm muscles, I would imagine. What did you typically do after that long walk
home from work? Did you have a lot of
chores or work to do?
Mrs. Taylor: Well, I was living with my parents so I
didn’t have many household things to do.
I don’t know. The time went fast
and I was busy writing V-mails because by then my husband was overseas.
Triesler: Do you remember when you married, what that time was that
you married your first husband?
Mrs. Taylor: Yes, let’s see, it was in ’43 and he had, he
went to college at
Anne Marie Trimmer: Did you keep working when
all the men came home from the war? They always wanted the ladies to go back to
the home, but the ladies felt independence. Did you keep working?
Mrs. Taylor: I did work. I was a
secretary. During all that time that I was working at Twin Coach, then I was
going to school at night when I could. I ended up getting a job at
Mr. Triesler:
How long did you work for the University at
Mrs. Taylor: Oh, probably for a
couple of years. When I left, my sister took my job, so we kept it in the
family. It was fun because there were five different phases that I was involved
in: theater, the debate team, speech and hearing clinic. It was a nice job.
Mr. Triesler:
When you went back home to live during the war, were you able to save money
since you were already married for your family? Or did you feel then that the
money should go to your parents? Do you remember paying rent? Was there an
issue there?
Mrs. Taylor: No, but I remember I
did buy a fur coat. Much to my mother in law’s grin, she thought that I should
never spend that much money, but I bought myself a fur coat. It is kind of
silly now, but she didn’t think I should spend the money for that. We were lucky. We lived in a house my mother
owned, and it made it nice. While we were living there in
Anne Marie Trimmer: You mentioned
sending packages to your husband overseas. What did you send him?
Mrs. Taylor: You know, I really honestly
can’t remember.
Anne Mare Trimmer: Was there
anything particular that he liked that you probably did send him?
Mrs. Taylor: No, I didn’t send a
whole lot of packages. I don’t know why. We wrote letters, and those were those
little v-mail letters. I did half a bunch of them.
Mr. Triesler:
Well, do you recall where you were when
Mrs. Taylor: Yes, I do remember,
because I was at my mother’s house. We had a radio but no television…