This book is a record of the personal observations of a private soldier in the Flash Ranging Service of the American Expeditionary Forces in France. It not only relates his experiences while in France, but also tells of going over and returning. In brief, it is a soldier's story from the time he left America to help crush the autocracy of Germany, until he returned again after fighting was over.
the twelfth day to sleep in our clothes with our life belts on during the rest of the trip. This was issued so that there would be no delay in getting off the boat if we were hit by a torpedo. That night, being unused to sleeping with clothes on, was a restless one for most of us. The following night, however, notwithstanding the fact that we were fully dressed, we slept well.
We were also joined on that day by a flotilla of destroyers. The sight of these boats was hailed with joy, for we knew we were nearing land. We had not been informed, however, in what country nor at what port we would land, but we had hoped that it would be France, and we soon learned that our destination was France.
The torpedo boat flotilla that accompanied us during the last two days was made up mostly of American and British destroyers, though there were two French boats among them. They made a lively scene, and surely gave us great protection. If a speck would appear on the horizon, two boats would be off to investig
the author was my grandfather. although he passed away a few years before i was born (from chronic complications stemming from his ww1 gassing), i have been able to peek into his character and resolve as i have all of his letters that were sent to his parents (my great-grandparents). it's an interesting brief read and glimpse into an era that is much different than today.
It's a great tale. I have an origional copy. E. A. Trueblood was my Grandmother's first cousin. His Grandfather is my GG Grandfather, Alva Curtis Trueblood, Capt. 13th. Indiana Vols. You ought to read his Grandfathers Civil War letters. Ciao.