The author of this memoir is more a storyteller than a writer, but her story was compelling nonetheless. Charity Adams Earley was the first woman sworn in for officer training in the WAAC, later the Women’s Army Corps, in 1942. Okay, it was mostly because her last name was Adams, and her group was there a week before the bulk of the officer candidates arrived. But it was still significant and appropriate. It was also the first time that Black women were being accepted into the army, and Adams was Black. She had been invited personally to apply by Mary McLeod Bethune, who had received a recommendation for Adams from the dean of Wilberforce college, where she had graduated with degrees in mathematics, physics, and history.
Though promised that the Army would not segregate them, the Black candidates were immediately separated into a single unit. Adams and her classmates were especially cognizant that there were objections to women in the military, and even more specifically to black women in the military. They chose to raise no objections lest they be seen as troublemakers, knowing the pressure they faced from the Black community to succeed. They instead were more determined than ever to excel.
After becoming an officer, Adams remained at the training site, working with later recruits for both officers and enlisted women. The women under her command became the sharpest at drill, and presented most perfectly under inspections. While there, Adams rose through the ranks to become a major.
Prejudice towards women and black soldiers of the 1940s ensured that few women other than nurses were sent overseas during the war, and no black women. Eventually, the support needs were great enough that a battalion was formed of black women soldiers. Adams was chosen to command the 6888th Battalion. She, her other officers, and 900 enlisted women were sent to Britain to deal with a backlog of undelivered mail to the troops. This was seen as a situation detrimental to morale for the army. It was estimated that it would take over six months to clear the backlog. Adams and her battalion did it in four. As the Germans were pushed back, her unit relocated in Normandy, and later in Paris.
At the end of World War II, Adams chose not to make a career of the military. But before she separated from the service, she was promoted to lieutenant colonel, and was the most senior officer in the WAC except for its Director.
I learned about her in a novel, historical fiction set in the experience of this Battalion (Sisters in Arms, by Kaia Alderson).She appears as a character within the novel, one I found more interesting than the novel’s wholly fictional protagonists. I went to look for a little more information about her and discovered she had written her own memoir. It came out over 40 years ago, but I found it and read it on the Internet Archive. Thank you for those who digitize! Adams wrote clearly about her experiences, and related the struggles imposed on her unit by racial and gender prejudice. It was fascinating to read, and I’m pleased to have stumbled across her book during Black History Month.