Some fine day, cold and plenty of noise. All ready to go. We put our things together again and were at alert, ready to leave.
Month: June 1918
Sunday, June 16, 1918
A good day. Col. B. came and we had meeting; it was fine. We had a very good day; lots of fun and airplanes and noise. Many of the boys from the dear old 18th came to see us and it was a treat.
Thursday, June 13, 1918
A very heavy day. I made donuts in the outside kitchen, and it was great fun to see the boys carrying them away red hot, just out of the fat. They would get a twig and string the donuts on. It was great fun. Went to the show at night and it was great.
Wednesday, June 12, 1918
A good sunny day but heavy shelling. The G.I. cans keep coming. Saw some planes.
Tuesday, June 11, 1918
A very fine day but heavy firing all day. The Americans made a big advance today. An airplane was captured by the Germans and they shelled some men at a rail head who were getting supplies in trucks, or camions as the French call them. It was a bad day but God was good.
Monday, June 10, 1918
Made fudge for one of the boys as it was his birthday. He was seventeen years old, he was very young in his ways. So many of our boys have gone West. God help their loved ones. The hut was crowded all day, the men writing letters, playing games, and reading books. It was fine … Continue reading Monday, June 10, 1918
Sunday, June 9, 1918
Everybody was tired and it was a warm day so all over camp you could see someone enjoying a nap. We slept in the shelter but not much sleep.
Friday, June 7, 1918
We made pies and fudge on the company stove and how the boys did enjoy it. Had a fine day. Took a walk in the afternoon.
Thursday, June 6, 1918
One wonderful day. Adj. Hayl came and brought supplies. Stayed for supper. We went through the old homes. Had a terrible night. The air was full of shrapnel and some fell on our tent. The French brought down two Germans.
Wednesday, June 5, 1918
One fine day. We finished fixing up then we enjoyed camp life. We had a fine time. In the afternoon I went on a truck with Mr. Beckerd and saw some German prisoners. Went to the front to see the girls and then home to clean up. It was the time of my life but … Continue reading Wednesday, June 5, 1918
Diary of a World War I Donut Girl 