Thanks for the photos.
My grandfather was in the 307th Ammunition Train of the 82nd Division. Although late to the front, they were hip deep in the Meuse-Argonne offensive.
The 307th was split into truck and horse units and Pop, being a farmer, was not in the automotive portion.
He told stories when I was young-like delivering artillery shells to the guns then being run off by the crews because the resupply wagons would draw enemy fire.
The worst was when he was running down a road with an officer when he came upon a poor dying soul (of unknown origin) crawling across the trail with his intestines out.
He wanted to stop to help but the fire was coming ever closer and the officer turned the whip on Pop forcing him to run over the man to get back to safety.
This bothered him greatly to his dying day.
What a sad thing was this war.