Sadly the war to end all wars 12 years in the future was supposed to be the reality of that dream. We’re coming up on the 100 th anniversary in July. My uncle didn’t survive it because they refused to stop shooting til 11/11/ at 11 o’clock. He was wounded just prior. Died of injuries. Nice poem.
Look closely at the “war horse”. Its really a mule.Mules were used more in the military than horses. Much more hardy, less prone to getting excited, not great runners but steady.My granddad was a Ferrier in the Army back in WWI. He shoed the mules in the unit he was with. They probably had 600 to 700. The officers did ride horses as a status symbol but the mules were better.I am sorry for your loss Reality. My granddad and my uncle (his brother) both made it. My uncle however was the lone survivor of an Ardennes attack. He was in artillery. Their unit took a direct German barrage. Out of the 45 crew he was the only one left alive. He reset one of the only guns left intact and found shells laying around loading and firing the gun at the advancing Germans. He aimed by looking down the barrel. He was an ammo bearer so he was never trained to gun. After the attack a General showed up to congratulate them for helping stop the advance. My uncle was laying out his friends many in pieces. The General gave my uncle his mule so he could get to the hospital. They took out about 20 pieces of shrapnel from him. Set him back in three weeks. He later survived a Mustard Gas attack. That one nearly killed him again but did damage his lungs enough to be sent home.He received a Purple Heart (2) and a small pension.That is a generation none should ever forget.
j2p2 almost 11 years ago
“Last night, I had the strangest dreamI ever did before…”
j2p2 almost 11 years ago
“Last night, I had the strangest dreamI ever did before…”
Ed McCurdy, 1950.
Reality,really? almost 11 years ago
Sadly the war to end all wars 12 years in the future was supposed to be the reality of that dream. We’re coming up on the 100 th anniversary in July. My uncle didn’t survive it because they refused to stop shooting til 11/11/ at 11 o’clock. He was wounded just prior. Died of injuries. Nice poem.
WSR almost 11 years ago
Dreaming of riding with the Rough Riders is better than the waking nightmare of a day at school!
I Go Pogo almost 11 years ago
In his dreams he seems to relive the legend of Teddy Roosevelt leading the charge up San Juan Hill just four short years earlier, in 1898.
katina.cooper almost 11 years ago
Have to use the magnifier to read these. They must have been once a week comics as detailed as they are.
Vet Premium Member almost 11 years ago
Look closely at the “war horse”. Its really a mule.Mules were used more in the military than horses. Much more hardy, less prone to getting excited, not great runners but steady.My granddad was a Ferrier in the Army back in WWI. He shoed the mules in the unit he was with. They probably had 600 to 700. The officers did ride horses as a status symbol but the mules were better.I am sorry for your loss Reality. My granddad and my uncle (his brother) both made it. My uncle however was the lone survivor of an Ardennes attack. He was in artillery. Their unit took a direct German barrage. Out of the 45 crew he was the only one left alive. He reset one of the only guns left intact and found shells laying around loading and firing the gun at the advancing Germans. He aimed by looking down the barrel. He was an ammo bearer so he was never trained to gun. After the attack a General showed up to congratulate them for helping stop the advance. My uncle was laying out his friends many in pieces. The General gave my uncle his mule so he could get to the hospital. They took out about 20 pieces of shrapnel from him. Set him back in three weeks. He later survived a Mustard Gas attack. That one nearly killed him again but did damage his lungs enough to be sent home.He received a Purple Heart (2) and a small pension.That is a generation none should ever forget.