Women of the Post

Women of the Post focuses on the contributions of black women during World War II, which was fascinating. The story alternates between the perspectives of three women in the all-Black battalion of the Women's Army Corps. Their job was to sort through millions of pieces of backlogged mail, so soldiers and their families could communicate. This was also a story about female friendship, love, and belonging. The three narratives were woven very well.

I received a free copy of this book via Hear Our Voices Tours and am voluntarily leaving a review.

Well Told Story Based On Real Unit/ People. This is a story probably unlike most any other you've encountered in historical fiction of WWII. Even if you've read about mail carrriers (there are a few such books out that I'm aware of, and likely more that I'm not), you likely haven't read about *these* mail clerks. Even if you've read about African American servicemembers during the war, you likely haven't read about *these* African American servicemembers during the war. Even if you've read about LGBT people during the war... you get the idea.

One thing that became interesting to me as I read this was thinking of the grandmother I don't often think of much, my mom's mom. But this was the grandmother that was married during WWII, and who bore her first child - my oldest uncle - just months before D-Day. Her husband at the time, my grandfather, I've spoken of a fair amount in reviews of WWII books, including his Silver Star and Purple Heart for his actions during the Battle of the Bulge. But here, the connection is with his wife, back home in Georgia alone (presumably with family around) with their infant son. You see, even when I knew her almost 40 years later, during the dawn of the Personal Computer era and as the Net was coming online (she would die a few years after the Dot Com Bust of the mid 2000s, having outlived both of her husbands and sharing this earth for over 23 years with me)... that woman always *loved* writing and receiving letters. Actual, handwritten, long form, letters. As with my grandfathers and their experiences in WWII, I can't *know* what she went through living through that era - I never once asked her about it. But seeing how letters and morale were stressed so dearly in this tale here, and knowing her own situation at the time, I can maybe make some assumptions about how *I* would feel in similar situations, and it brings another level of depth to both this tale and my memories of her life.

Even if you don't have a personal connection, however tenuous, to the subject here though, this really is an interesting and clearly at least somewhat well researched tale showing a "based on" level tale of real people who really lived and did and likely experienced these very things during that period, up to and including the Klan burning crosses in their front yards and the active discrimination that was so rampant even after the war, even well after supposed "integration".

About the only suspect detail here is the idea that lesbians could live more comfortably in post-war Ohio than in South Carolina, but that is perhaps explained away as being able to get to an area where neither person is known by anyone, and thus be able to craft your own identity and reputation away from those who have ever known anything but what you tell and present to them. Which, one could argue (and build a genuinely solid case for) is simply no longer possible in today's hyper-connected world.

Overall truly a great work that shows the complex yet all too real lives of some WWII veterans you've likely never heard of. Very much recommended.