The women labored seven days a week, twenty-four hours a day, in shifts. Three times a day, more than a hundred of them would muster at Sugar Camp and march four abreast into Dayton, up hills and down, in snow and rain and sunshine, passing a house where a girl they called Little Julie would come to her window and wave at them. Before long, people in Dayton were saying you could set your clock by the sight of the WAVES marching.
