“Just a thought
And just to think -
A slap of ink, embroiled the world
in War! A fleet of ships through “U” boats slink -
A Kaiser is no more.”
I tried to find a source for this little, not-quite-rhyming poem, that was near the end of my great-grandfather’s WWI memoir, but I came up empty. Turns out that, besides surviving mustard gas and coming back to North Dakota to make a family, he also had a little bit of poet in him. I had a short day at work, so I used my free time on Veteran’s Day to transcribe his entire memoir, which is linked just above.