A Week with My Diary

Monday, January…., 1942: It is not wise to always confide in others, and it is not good to practice talking to oneself, so I prefer to have my fireside chat with you, my faithful diary! Today, while I was busy at my desk in the office, with papers and registration cards and code books, with telephone calls and personal interviews, with applications of people looking for work and with orders from employers who need extra help or new employees, I stopped for a moment and watched the people come...