When I was a baby, my Baby Boomer parents and I lived for a year or so in a Quonset hut, which was military housing repurposed for civilians after World War II: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quonset_hut
My Grandparents, mother and a couple of the older aunts lived in Rodger Young Village [1] when they first moved from Pennsylvania to Southern California just after the war. My grandparents picked strawberries until they could find "proper" jobs.
Grandmother and Mother worked eventually doing keypunch for Kaynar (sp?), which was a contractor for the aerospace industry. Stories of pallets of punchcards...
Grandfather ended up becoming and efficiency engineer.
