Somewhere in France, 11/12/1918


Tuesday, November 12, 1918

Dear Mother and Father:

Well, the unbelievable has happened. In spite of the fact that we have been looking anxiously for it for so long we can’t realize that it is all over. We are dazed but feel as though a great load had been lifted from our shoulders. Most of us went to bed early Sunday night because it was cold and dark and we were tired after working all day. A little after eight o’clock we heard a lot of yelling from one of the camps near us. In a couple of minutes another camp took it up and then another until everybody was out parading around and yelling and shooting pistols. Rockets and signal flares were going up everywhere. It was like a wild Fourth of July celebration. We had never been allowed to have lights showing at night on account of air raids but that night we built bonfires everywhere. The automobiles and trucks which for four years have been creeping along in total darkness threw on their lights and sped along the roads with their horns and claxons honking. Everybody expressed his joy by making as much noise as he could. During all this the cannon kept up their firing and the fighting did not stop until the time the armistice called for which was 11 o’clock yesterday morning.

We are still receiving cases. Many are sick but some are wounded. Most of those were wounded a few days ago but were unable to be brought back to a hospital, but some are accidental. The celebrations have cost many men their hands and fingers and the general recklessness has brought us many cases.

Naturally the big question is – When are we going home? That is impossible to answer now. We may be sent into Germany with the Army of Occupation or we may stay in France or Belgium. At any rate it is not likely that any troops will be sent home before Christmastime and perhaps not until later. It will take some time to get all these men home after they do get started. We have hopes of going home among the early ones but there is no telling what may happen. I think it is too early for any definite plans to have been formed.

I received five letters yesterday. One from Mother, Miss Hartley, Alice Atkinson, Miss Phipps and Anita Blank. Alice is in a hospital in Dunkirk, Belgium now. I have heard no more from the YMCA so I suppose that is all over.

No doubt there were big celebrations in Chicago and other cities when the great news came. There will be millions of happy people all over the world but there will be many sad ones, too. We can give honor to those who have given their lives and be glad that it is all over now. We will not have such tragic things to deal with all day long in our work, and it will not be long before there will be almost no work for us as the men will be living in garrisons instead of trenches and sickness will be cut down a great deal.

We have nothing but good things to lood forward to now.

Love from


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