The Preamble

The Preamble

How Hard Can It Be, Boys Do It?

The woman who built an army, and then was erased from its history

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Sharon McMahon
Nov 13, 2025
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The sun was already high and hot over Oregon’s Willamette Valley that summer day in 1944. Florence Hall’s legs carried her purposefully down the neat rows of trees, the scent of ripening peaches wafting past. Nearby, young women filled baskets and hauled crates. Florence, now in her mid-50s, was there to check up on the program she built, which would he…

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