English Army For World War I

The ride home was much different than the ride to the hospital, Mrs. Girroir reminisced about all the good and the bad times they shared. She told me how he served in the U.S. Army during the Korean War and got several Medals of Honor. She told me the story of how they met in Honduras while he was stationed there. She grinned as she explained how he told her father he would marry her before they even spoke to one another. He was a very confident man, very romantic, yet stubborn and sarcastic. I glanced in the rearview mirror at the girls and saw them smiling listening intently to their mothers stories. The mood was no longer melancholy but lighthearted almost mirthful. We attended the funeral, Janice and I. We had become a part of their family, experienced both sorrow and pain alongside them.

How have you been? I hope life is going well. How is mom doing? Are you and her eating and sleeping well? I want to be very honest in this letter. Please do not tell mother what I am about to tell you. I don’t want to worry her. I don’t want to worry you too but you’re stronger than mom. What I am about to tell you please take it into consideration but also don’t worry as much.

“I don’t feel so well” Jan’s father had suddenly said one morning at breakfast. Her father, a World War II veteran, stood up and went to go lie down. The rest of the family continued with their day. Michael went to see how his father was. When he tried to wake him his father didn’t respond or make a sound. The 11 year old boy was the one who first knew that his father was gone. The memory of her father’s loss is vivid in Jan’s mind. It was a substantial shock after he had survived the horrors of World War II and then just passed away quietly at home one morning. Jan now understands how

The continental army was not doing so well in the war, and when winter came around they decided to put the war on hold. The continental army built a camp called Valley Forge. In the chart The Estimates of death and Illness at Valley Forge (Doc A) in December 1777 they had about 12,000 people and in February 1778 they only had about 8,000 people. About 2,500 people died because of illnesses.

“I don’t feel so well” Jan’s father had suddenly said one morning at breakfast. Her father, a World War II veteran, stood up and went to go lie down. The rest of the

The year was 1945 September 2nd when the news came. Accordingly to the newspaper, our troops were coming home soon. Hitler and his troops surrendered and Hitler apparently assassinated himself. The day before was a normal barefoot day for me, running the cane poles on the old Messer Creek. Everywhere I went, was briar patches that were havoc on my feet. You could her the commotion for miles or yelling and cursing the sharp prickly little devils. I knew our troops were overseas fighting Hitler and his Nazis and I was proud of them because my daddy got drafted, I prayed for them every night before I went to bed. I didn’t know when my daddy would be back, but I knew it would be soon. I was the man of the house for over six years today. Putting meat on our table, making sure the garden is taken care of, and feeding and milking the animals, for six years exactly. I had to take place of my dad, that means chopping wood, checking and fixing fences, cutting cedar fence posts if the

About a two years ago America had been dragged into the European conflict called the Great War. The war was like the one the world had never seen, and it war had claimed millions of lives and my brother had been drafted into military service. It had also caused many house wives to work in factories. As I got to 12th St. took a left and headed down Gorman Rd. Which was my least favorite house to deliver to because of the steep hill. I pedaled up the hills, my legs burning, and stopped on the side of the road just halfway up the hill. I wheezed and looked up the rising sun ‘Gotta hurry’ I sighed to myself. I sped up the hill, reached into my bag and threw the paper to the left. I felt the bag and smiled to myself, in the bag an extra newspaper. I smiled to myself and thanked my boss Gerald.

My parents had packed everything. EVERYTHING. There was bareness on the walls and there was around us except piles and piles of boxes. I looked around the house one last time as cold salty tears streaked down my face. I was covered in tears from the waist up. The feeling of leaving everyone made me empty inside. I felt hollow. Finally my dad said, “Let’s go!” I pleaded with him to let us stay, but I got the same usual answer, “You’ll be fine.” I wasn’t.

Richard and I go to breakfast and we talk, or should I say Richard talked about his job,money and even about the damn Market crash. While he was talking,I kept hoping James would come in to save me. Breakfast ends and we go our separate ways.

Dad was gone. I don't know how me and mom are going to get over the fact that he is dead. I'm starting to cheer up but that's just because of John. “The farm looks really good” said John. Thanks, me and mom worked really hard to keep it up and going while you all were gone. It was hard.” Mom is taking his death very hard” he said. “Yeah she is, Bub i miss dad alot” I said.” Look at me, you need to stay strong, your are the only one holding us all together right now Mary.”he said. I cried on his shoulder for a good long while until mom called for supper and we raced to the

There once was a 13 year old boy named Jonathan who dreamed of becoming a soldier just like his father, cousin, and brother. His father would not let him because he did not want anything bad to happen to him. One day, the tavern bell rang to call all soldiers to come fight in a war. This made Jonathan think that this could be his opportunity to finally become a soldier. When he returned home he told his mother that he was going out to see what the ringing of the tavern bell was for, but he was really going there so he could join the troops. When he arrived, he was recruited by the Corporal to join them in a war against enemy soldiers.

Home sounds nice but I came home the wrong way I know I’m going to miss so much. But I’ll be looking down on the loves of my life. I hope she finds someone better than me because I want the best for her and for my baby. I’ve had this letter for my family for this day, and the only ones that knew about the letter was some of the guys just incase anything happened to me. John goes to Lillian and tells her that there is something from me for her in my Jacket. While Lillian walks up with tears running down her face she sees the envelope that says to my family and Lillian notices the second envelope that has to my sweet baby girl. Shots fired at my funeral as Dad, Mom, and Lillian sit there and with each shot fired the all jump. Tears run down those faces and Lillian and my parents sit there as everyone walks off and she opens the letter. She begins to read the letter out loud to my parents, as she reads Its says “Don’t cry for me when I’m gone I know this is hard but I’ll be protecting from above. I want you all to know I love you all so very much. Mom and Dad please make sure my Lillian is safe and has everything she needs. Also please make sure to take care of yourselves everything will be okay. I am in a better place and I am home it may not be Home with you but we will be home together some day. Again I love you all so much and I will see you again I promise that. Love your dearest Ryan. P.S. I left a letter for my Sweet Baby girl have her open when she is old enough to do so.” Yes I may not be there but I know how hard it is to lose a soldier I’ve lost several of my brothers and It’s never funny when a Soldier

World War 1 was a time of great bloodshed, and no battle demonstrated this fact more than the battle of Verdun (Feb 21, 1916 – Dec 18, 1916). The near half a million casualties suffered during the battle of Verdun displayed the futility and uselessness of past battle tactics. France for the most part did not change its tactic, but along with the British began development of the tank. The tank was a terrifying tool for warfare, but Germany had a different solution to the problem. Through study of battle tactics used during the Russian Brusilov offensive (Jun 4, 1916 – Sep 20, 1916) and the Italian Arditi (The daring ones) they developed the Sturmtruppen.

It was a warm summer evening as I packed for Navy Boot Camp. I carefully went down the list of things I could take and ensured I didn’t have anything else. A little nervous I went to talk to my parents about my move to becoming my own man. I looked at their faces and could tell that although they were proud they were a little nervous about their only son leaving home for the first time. My mom tried to smile but she was proud yet nervous because I had always been her little guy so she was having a hard time letting go. After a short conversation with my parents I decided to try and rest for the long journey ahead.

As the end of the night approached us, I couldn’t stop thinking about how many mixed emotions I had about starting a whole new chapter in my life. I couldn't wait to go to college, meet all new people, get a degree so that I could start my career path, but I knew that meant I had to say goodbye to my two best friends, who were moving several hours away from me. This was one of the hardest things I had ever had to do in my life. We all cried a little, and then made promises to keep in touch, and then we were off into the real world! I was very happy to be at this point in my life, but I was scared deep down inside.