Skip to comments.A Race Against Time To Find WWI's Last 'Doughboys'
Posted on 05/25/2013 2:10:25 PM PDT by nickcarraway
Ten years ago, writer Richard Rubin set out to talk to every living American veteran of World War I he could find. It wasn't easy, but he tracked down dozens of centenarian vets, ages 101 to 113, collected their stories and put them in a new book called The Last of the Doughboys. He tells NPR's Melissa Block about the veterans he talked to, and the stories they shared.
On how he found the veterans, after the Department of Veterans Affairs, Veterans of Foreign Wars and American Legion came up short
"In 1998, the government of France had started awarding the Legion of Honor, their highest decoration, to living American veterans who'd served in World War I on French soil. And they undertook an intensive search for such men, and they ended up finding 550 or so men and women, and eventually I found a list of these people; and that was the first big break I got."
On Arthur Fiala, then 104, of Kewaunee, Wis., who left for France in early 1918 and still remembered details like how porpoises swam alongside the boat on his way to Europe and, upon arriving, a man he saw "taking a pee" while tipping his hat to a woman walking by
"That's the kind of thing I don't think you ever forget, I suppose, if you see it especially if you've just landed in-country after a long ocean voyage. But he at one point we're talking, and he starts to tell me this wonderful story about stumbling into a mountain village in France, and the girls are wearing wooden shoes and carrying a yoke with milk pails. And he's invited into a house, and they keep a cow in the house on the other side of a partition from the living room. And, you know, a lot of people that I interviewed had really remarkable memories, but I think his was even special in that group."
On whether the veterans had told their stories many times before
"Quite a few of them told me that they were telling me things that they hadn't talked about in 50, 60, 70 years. I asked a few of them why not, and the surprising response often was that nobody had asked."
On the race to get to the veterans before it was too late
"I'm sorry to tell you that often that was a race that I lost. For everybody who's in this book, there's somebody I didn't get to on time. I remember one gentleman who lived out in Las Vegas. I spoke to his niece, who was his closest living relative. He was 108 at the time, and she said, 'Oh yes, he's very clear-minded, and he loves to talk.' So I booked the ticket for two weeks hence, and by the time I got out there he was unconscious in a hospital bed, and he died the next morning."
Enlarge image George Briant, shown here in an undated photo and in 2004, recalls Nov. 11, 1918, the day the war ended and the guns fell silent: "You looked like you were in a new land; you couldn't believe that everything is quiet".
Courtesy of Houghton Mifflin Harcourt On veteran George Briant's memories of the war
"Of all the veterans I interviewed, he came the closest to being killed in the war. On July 28, 1918, he and his battery were moving through an open field, and they were stopped. And all of a sudden, German planes appeared overhead and dropped bombs on them. And I asked him how many were dropped, and he said he didn't know, but he was hit by every one. And he went to the hospital for several months and had to beg them to send him back to the front. And he got there just a few weeks before the war ended, and witnessed horrible, horrible things on the last night of the war. ...
"He was walking around, and there were some men who had sought shelter in a patch of woods, and the Germans targeted it with artillery. And a number of these men were killed at that spot. And he came upon their bodies very shortly after that happened, and he said, 'Such fine, handsome, healthy young men, to be killed on the last night of the war.' He said, 'I cried for their parents.' I mean it's a terrible, terrible thing to lose anyone you love in a war, but imagine knowing precisely when that war ends, and then knowing that your loved one died just hours before that moment."
Enlarge image Richard Rubin has written for The Atlantic and The New York Times Magazine. His other books include Confederacy of Silence and Everyday American History of the 20th Century.
S.E. Brown/Courtesy of Houghton Mifflin Harcourt On the experience of hearing Briant tell that story
"It was a strange thing. He started crying quite vigorously, but then a couple of minutes later he stopped just as suddenly, and his mood was actually the best it had been the whole time I was there. I like to think that maybe he purged something that he'd been carrying around for nearly 100 years."
On how, after being known as the Great War and The War To End All Wars, World War I became a forgotten war
"That's a very interesting question, because once upon a time that was not so. If you walk around with your eyes open, you'll quickly discover that there are more monuments and memorials in this country to World War I than to any other war. So for some years after the war ended, it was terribly important to people that it and the people who fought it be remembered. But the war was also a terribly traumatic experience for this country. You have to remember that it didn't start like World War II we weren't attacked. And Americans were in [World War I] for only about 19 months, and yet in that time we lost 117,000 men. It was a terribly traumatic experience, and afterwards America withdrew into itself. And then of course the Great Depression came along and World War II, and the Great War got pushed further back in our national consciousness."
Arthur Fiala, shown here in 1918 and 2005, was a private in the 26th Company of the 20th Engineers Regiment during World War I.
You can still see the younger “him” there. God love him and all like him.
Thanks. I definitely like to remember those who served in World War I.
I was living in Bridgeport CT and used to pass the WW1 Last Man barracks on my way home. About 1980, they closed it. There was hardly a dry eye in my neighborhood upon that news.
Just say no to NPR...the home of progressive radio...on my dollar.
When I was a little boy my neighbor’s dad told me about life in World War I. He had a fairly easy job and didn’t see any real action, but he said that it was very exciting to see Europe as a young man. Of course, those were the days when older people could talk to children about their life and experiences without being immediately suspected of being a pervert...
There was a hospital nearby to where I grew up where they STILL had WW I veterans in it, mostly victims of gas.
This is a very cool place to go if you visit the Chicago area:
www.cantigny.org (the First Division Museum).
My great Uncle served in WWI and was gassed twice. I wish I had been old enough to have talked to him about his experiences. One could hear him breath when he walked accross the room.
All they need to do is check on FR. Here’s another @107 on later thread. http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-chat/3023848/posts
The exhibits and re-creations are awesome....you become a part of the WW1 battlefield and the times.
Cantigny was part of the summer country estate of Col. Robert McCormick. From 1914 to the early fifties he was editor and publisher of the Chicago Tribune in its (conservative) glory days.
At the outbreak of war, General Pershing asked McCormick to serve on his staff in France.
Under heavy artillery and small arms fire, the Colonel led his 1st Division unit in the freeing of the German-held village of Cantigny.
He was so taken with this particular battle that when he returned home from the trenches he changed the name of his estate from "Red Oaks" to "Cantigny" and began his Museum on its grounds.
McCormick received the Distinguished Service Medal for his outstanding leadership in WW1 battlefield action.
If you are a history buff and if you ever get to Wheaton, Illinois (30 miles west of Chicago in Du Page county) you owe it to yourself and any children to visit the Cantigny Museum. It has a permanent WW1 outdoors tank exhibit...and the kiddlies can climb and clamber on the tanks.
There's also a dining room, the McCormick mansion to tour (oh, my....is it interesting, you could park a Mack truck in the fireplaces in many of the rooms, photos here and there of visiting notable guests of the day....including the Perons who were frequent visitors).
Also you can see the fascinating McCormick family mausoleum fashioned after a Greek "meeting place for the exchange of news"....and some really gorgeous rose gardens that boggle the mind.
I consider it an honor to extend greetings on this Memorial Day weekend to all freeper vets. Your service is so appreciated not only by my family but by the members of this forum and their families as well. God bless you all.
I was the only member of the family he told about his experiences. I was blessed.
He limped his entire life and he lost his hearing; 100% in one ear and 80% in the other.
After 4 surgeries and a year-and-a-half in various hospitals, he was finally sent home. They gave him train fare and, I think $28.
He rarely talked about the war. He died in 1968.
Another thing was the gas war....to this day, the US military spends an inordinate time training against NBC (Nuclear-Biological-Chemical) warfare, even though gas hasn't been used against the U.S. military since 1918.
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