Sunday, December 29, 2024

Sugar & Shadows: The Doughnut Girls' Tales


As Told by Skip


  The doughnut, that simple ring of fried dough dusted in sugar, is synonymous with indulgence, comfort, and the joy of a warm treat. Yet, its rise to fame as an emblem of American resilience and service is far from what most imagine. The doughnut became a symbol of hope in the darkest of times during World War I, and behind its golden glaze were the brave women who brought a taste of home to soldiers on the front lines. These women—known as the “Doughnut Girls”—are often forgotten in the annals of history, but their story is one of courage, defiance, and an unflinching commitment to service.


It was 1917 when Lt. Col. Helen Purviance and a group of courageous women were called upon by the Salvation Army to do something seemingly small, yet life-changing: make doughnuts for soldiers fighting in the trenches of World War I. The doughnut, invented in the 1800s, had not yet captured the hearts of the American public. It wasn’t until the horrors of war brought it to the battlefield that it became an emblem of comfort, warmth, and home.


Helen Purviance, a woman of determined resolve, found herself at the helm of this unique mission. She was stationed at a French outpost in the heart of the war, where the threat of bombs and gas attacks was constant, yet she and her fellow Salvation Army volunteers would risk everything to serve their soldiers.


"General Pershing wasn’t keen about women going close to the front lines,” Purviance later recounted. “He said he didn’t want to take responsibility for us. We told him he wasn’t. We were taking responsibility to do this.”


And so, despite the dangers, despite the doubts from many men who saw them as little more than delicate civilians, the Doughnut Girls stepped forward. They took on the task with fervor, donning their gas masks, helmets, and .45 caliber revolvers, ready to face whatever peril the war could throw at them. They weren’t just women serving pastries—they were symbols of strength, resilience, and determination.



Making doughnuts in a war zone was no easy feat. The conditions were grim. The makeshift kitchens were rudimentary at best, the ingredients scarce. The women used whatever they could find—eggs from local French villagers, sugar and flour brought in from the rear lines—but it was the ingenuity and spirit of these volunteers that turned the humble doughnut into an act of defiance against the dark forces of war.


The initial operation was anything but glamorous. The women only had basic tools and could fry a mere seven doughnuts at a time. Their hands were blistered from twisting dough by hand to create the signature ring shape. They could only make 150 doughnuts a day. But, despite the crude conditions, the doughnuts became a vital source of comfort. The soldiers, often far from home for months or even years, found a connection to their past lives in each warm, sugary bite. It wasn’t just about food—it was about hope.


The women didn’t stop there. With resourcefulness and determination, Helen Purviance convinced a local blacksmith to craft a mold out of an empty condensed milk can and a shaving cream canister. This innovation allowed them to increase production, bringing a little bit more sweetness to the men in the trenches.


While the women were baking doughnuts, they were also braving the dangers of the front lines. The threat of gas attacks, artillery shelling, and the ever-present risk of death hung over them. Yet, they stayed at their posts, determined to fulfill their mission. These "doughnut girls" proved that their courage wasn’t just in their baking skills, but in their willingness to stand firm in the face of war.





The legacy of the Doughnut Girls didn't end with World War I. As World War II broke out, the American Red Cross established the Clubmobile Service, which became home to the iconic "Donut Dollies"—women who, much like the Doughnut Girls before them, served soldiers with a smile and a doughnut. The Clubmobiles were retrofitted buses, designed to offer food, entertainment, and a taste of home. They carried fully equipped kitchens, with doughnut machines onboard, and offered a place for soldiers to relax, read, and connect with others.


During the D-Day invasion in June 1944, over 100 Clubmobiles were stationed throughout Normandy, bringing comfort to thousands of soldiers. These women, who had to meet strict criteria of health, education, and social grace, formed the backbone of a morale-boosting service that would continue through the Korean and Vietnam Wars.


Like their predecessors, these women faced danger on the front lines. They traveled alongside the troops, bringing donuts, coffee, and even music, offering a small respite from the hellish landscape of war. The soldiers who saw them knew they were far more than just women in buses—they were ambassadors of kindness and connection in a world turned upside down.



In 1938, nearly two decades after the first Doughnut Girls served in World War I, the Salvation Army declared National Donut Day to honor the women who had brought a little sweetness to the soldiers’ lives. Since then, National Donut Day has become an annual celebration, a reminder of the extraordinary courage of these women who risked their lives to serve those on the front lines.


Even today, the story of the Doughnut Girls is a poignant reminder that heroism often comes in unexpected forms. Their simple act of frying doughnut after doughnut, day after day, turned into something far more powerful: a symbol of hope, resilience, and unwavering service.


A little-known song, written in 1919 to commemorate the Doughnut Girls’ adventures, still echoes their legacy. The lyrics tell the tale of brave women who, with every doughnut they served, helped stitch together the fabric of hope for the soldiers who fought so far from home.


The song’s chorus rings out:


"Sugar and shadows, donuts for the brave,

A circle of sweetness, the soldiers we save.

In the heat of the battle, in the mud and the grime,

We serve with a smile, one doughnut at a time."


And so, as we enjoy a doughnut today, we are reminded not only of its delicious taste but of the women whose bravery brought it to the front lines of history. Their sacrifices, their stories, and their legacy endure every time we bite into the ring-shaped comfort of a doughnut.



Thank You Skip!

40 comments:

  1. This article sheds much-needed light on the "Doughnut Girls" and their incredible contributions during World War I, highlighting a group of women who are often overlooked in history. Their courage, resilience, and unwavering commitment to service are truly inspiring. In a time when women were still fighting for basic rights and recognition, these women defied societal expectations and played a vital role in supporting soldiers on the frontlines, offering not only food but also comfort and hope. It's a powerful reminder that history is often shaped by unsung heroes whose stories deserve to be remembered and celebrated. Thank you for bringing their legacy into the spotlight!

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  2. I'll never look at National Donut Day in the same light again.

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  3. But there's no movie about this? Wonder why. Texas Dan.

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    1. Netflix wasn't interested since they were the wrong 'flavor' and actually were in the front lines instead of hundreds of miles in the rear sorting mail

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  4. Great story, first time I have ever read about it. Or I have and forgot:-] Don

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    1. Don, I used to see Donut Dollies in Vietnam and didn't know the story.

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  5. Now do the Sallyman:

    https://www.salvationarmy.org.au/about-us/news-and-stories/stories/sallyman-still-demands-respect/

    Stefan v.

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    1. Stefan v. you'll have to take that up with Skip. He's a free spirit.

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    2. Filthy, hungry, lonely, frightened...may be there is common ground.

      Stefan v.

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    3. Stefan v, He's probably looking as we speak.

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  6. Love this story... can you repost this next June a couple of days before National Doughnut day? It will remind me to buy doughnuts for all the employees... And thank you for sharing!
    GB

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    1. GB, I don't know about reposting it, but you're free to make a link to it.

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  7. With the overuse of words like "resilience" and "determination", this was written by an AI.

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    1. LivingFossil, Skip writes for this blog from time to time. I'm sure he has a few choice words for you. I know I do.

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  8. I remember the Donut Dollies at Freedom Hill near Danang.

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  9. .45 caliber revolvers?

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    1. Anon, they were around since 1872, and made by Colt. They were taken out of service in 1892. So, I'm sure there were a few salty old souls that hung on to them.

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  10. A couple of "Donut Dollies" had made their way from Quy Nhon to Lane AHP looking for a ride to LZ English. We had room on top of the mini guns ammo cans on my Mike Model gunship and were heading to English so, there they sat for the ride. I know my CE and gunner enjoyed the company. All of those young ladies who served "in country" were never appropriately thanked.

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    1. Alemaster, How do you remember all of that stuff? I drove a deuce and a half for a year and can't remember the cab.

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    2. Lucky to remember some, unlucky to remember others. You weren't one of the guys driving supply from Ouy Nhon to Pleiku on HWY 19, were you? We used to cover them going up the An Khe Pass.

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    3. Alemaster, I was one of those guy, But we traveled solo. We'd get to the gate just as they opened it and head out before everyone else. I was the company scrounger and I would stop over night at Quy Nhon on my way to Nha Trang and Cam Ranh Bay. II do remember An Khe Pass.

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    4. Alemaster, Welcome Home to you also!

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  11. Fried donuts don’t have egg in the dough, but baked donuts usually do. Making the rings is very much like making biscuits, so it’s hard to believe that it took more than one second before someone made a cookie cutter out of the bottom of a coffee can or a 75mm artillery round’s brass cartridge case. Same goes for calloused hands from twisting dough into rings. You can make twist donuts by rolling some dough into ropes (think pretzels) and then twisting a short length up; crullers. These are yeast doughs, so they will fluff up once twisted.

    And let’s not forget that the WW1 soldiers were called doughboys, do donut girls is a natural similar name.

    I could not find any data on whether any of them were wounded or killed or captured, or if they had to use the pistols issued to them, or any pictures of them wearing those weapons. Records weren’t available or even kept perhaps.

    Interesting poster you put up, about an event that started the day the war ended.

    The first 12 donut lassies arrived with the American First Division in October 1917.

    These days National Donut Day is just a sales gimmick, having lost all connection to history. That’s a shame, and a rectifiable error.

    Drew458


    Drew458

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  12. my dad said when his seabee group came back from Chu Lai, they were met at the dock by the Red Cross with coffee and donuts. once they realized none of them had money, they threw the coffee and donuts in the ocean and left.

    then the Salvation Army came with coffee and donuts, found out no one had any money, and gave it away for free and said "welcome home".

    my dad always put money in the salvation army buckets. and every time he heard about the red cross he would tell that story.

    "never give a damn dime to the red cross promise me that"

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    1. Anon, he and I shared a lot when it came to those two groups. RED CROSS SUCKS!

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  13. I remember my father, WW2 era, explaining why he never donated to the Red Cross but he was happy to give to the Salvation Army. According to him, the Salvation Army would give you donuts gratis, but the Red Cross made you pay for their donuts, and men coming out of a battlefield rarely carried coins from the USA on them.

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    1. Mathman54, that same story is everywhere. After Vietnam I have no use for the Red Cross.

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  14. This reminded me of something, found in in a book on the Brit Army in CIB theater in WWII:
    "...and perhaps even a Church of Scotland or Salvation Army mobile canteen – I can see it now, a jungle clearing and two smiling douce old ladies from Fife, with their battered tea-urn and tray of currant scones. “Mai guidness, Ennie, we’re running out of sangwidges! Did I not say we needed anither tin of spem? Dearie me! More tea, boys?” And afterwards they would rattle off in their truck (“Furst gear, Ennie – and don’t rev the motor, woman! Oh, mai, take a hemmer to it! Bay-bay, boys!”) beaming and waving and adjusting their hair-pins, with Jap just up the road. There are heroines; I’ve seen them."
    From 'Quartered Safe Out Here', George Fraser

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