TRANSCRIBED FROM THE WYNNE PROGRESS FEBRUARY 21, 1919 P. 7
Brochbrol, Germany Jan. 10, 1919
To the Editor of the Wynne Progress and Folks Back Home:
I will write a few lines and tell you a few things I have been doing in the past few months, and how I am enjoying life among the Dutch.
When I left the U.S.A. for Sunny with the 153rd Inf., and with the France as you hear it called I was home boys. After landing I was sent to a school known as the Third Army Corps School; there I spent almost two months, and then back to the company once more, but upon my arrival I learned we were to be busted up, and the next morning we started to a classification camp, in box cars, which were marked 8 Cheval which means horses, or 40 men. We reached our destination about 10 P.X. that night and it was raining, and had been all day, and we got out, and the top soak or first sergeant was put in command of the company, and off we started for some chow. We walked about 3 ½ kilometers and had our beans and canned Willie.
Next we were to be put to bed, and then comes another little hike, and into a barn we go sleep well. You bet we did, and next morning we started out to be classified, and we had to stand out in the rain until about 1 P.M., and the Capt. said fail in, and our trucks would be there in a few minutes; then up comes a Second Lieut., said to Capt. It’s only about six kilometers to your town, so you can take your men and move out, and he did. We had been out in the rain all day, our packs were
NOTES: This letter was incomplete due to the newspaper missing the bottom half of the page.
TRANSCRIBED BY MIKE POLSTON
Brochbrol, Germany Jan. 10, 1919
To the Editor of the Wynne Progress and Folks Back Home:
I will write a few lines and tell you a few things I have been doing in the past few months, and how I am enjoying life among the Dutch.
When I left the U.S.A. for Sunny with the 153rd Inf., and with the France as you hear it called I was home boys. After landing I was sent to a school known as the Third Army Corps School; there I spent almost two months, and then back to the company once more, but upon my arrival I learned we were to be busted up, and the next morning we started to a classification camp, in box cars, which were marked 8 Cheval which means horses, or 40 men. We reached our destination about 10 P.X. that night and it was raining, and had been all day, and we got out, and the top soak or first sergeant was put in command of the company, and off we started for some chow. We walked about 3 ½ kilometers and had our beans and canned Willie.
Next we were to be put to bed, and then comes another little hike, and into a barn we go sleep well. You bet we did, and next morning we started out to be classified, and we had to stand out in the rain until about 1 P.M., and the Capt. said fail in, and our trucks would be there in a few minutes; then up comes a Second Lieut., said to Capt. It’s only about six kilometers to your town, so you can take your men and move out, and he did. We had been out in the rain all day, our packs were
NOTES: This letter was incomplete due to the newspaper missing the bottom half of the page.
TRANSCRIBED BY MIKE POLSTON