At the beginning of WWII in Britain, when thousands of men were called out of the Depression and into the War, it was in the Armed Forces that many had their first regular meals for months or even years. I can remember how gaunt and scraggy so many of the men were in my town. They seemed to be either unemployed or working themselves to death for starvation wages. And that included my father who had a double apprenticeship and was a master craftsman.