A Veteran’s Day Story

One hundred years ago today, our ancestors gathered in celebration as Germany signed an armistice to stop fighting the Great War. The Treaty of Versailles ended the War to End All Wars. The great battle was over. Even though this is a day in America to celebrate those who serve and served in our military, I’m going to talk about World War I on this Veteran’s Day.

My grandfather Arnold served in the Great War. He was a farmer from Texas, near Vernon. I don’t know all the facts, but imagine for a moment the life of a farmer in the nineteen-teens. You do a majority of your work by hand. You fill a 150-gallon barrel from a well a quarter of a mile away. You have no electricity at your house, which isn’t all that grand. Your source of news comes from talking to your neighbors on the one day you go into town for supplies or listening to the car radio when the reception was clear. How much news did he hear about the war on the other side of the world? And how accurate was that news as it passed from person to person?

Yet, he signed up and joined the US Army. He traveled, probably by train, from Texas to the East Coast. Who else was on that train with him? Who did he talk to? Who did he become friends with? I’m assuming the ride took a few days. All the while, he saw the undeveloped landscape and bustling cities. Arriving on the coast, he and his new friends piled onto a ship and sailed across the Atlantic. A week or two of sailing and waiting. Maybe getting seasick, or catching his bunk mate’s cold. Was his ship part of a convoy, or did it sail alone?

He arrived in France and said goodbye to many of the men met along the way. His job was to stay at the docks and work the mule teams that were used to unload the equipment on the arriving ships. Day in and day out, for I don’t know how long, he led the mules from the pen, hooked them up and unloaded the heavy cargo. It wasn’t a glamorous job, but in war is there one? My grandfather worked hard during the Great War. From what I know, he never was in a battle, but I’m sure he met men who were. Did he see them again when they left France?

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Photo from Shutterstock by Everett Historical

History doesn’t write itself, and the Great War has over a million stories to tell. We know a fair amount of them. How many will we never know? Take time and thank a veteran today. More importantly, listen to their story and learn something new.

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What I’m Reading – Many readers I know like to inquire what their favorite author is reading. At the end of each blog post, I’ll let you know what book is open on my Kindle. I hope my choice of reading material inspires you to read a variety of authors and topics. Currently, I’m reading Ellis Peters’ Brother Cadfael series. I’m on the seventeenth book The Potter’s Field.

Bill’s Cajun House of Pleasure is available on Amazon, as an eBook, and in physical formats. It is also available on the Barnes and Noble website.

Pumpkin King Contest

Happy November folks! For the last Thursday in October, the Fiction Forge critique group met to discuss our first contest. We asked the group to write a story not in your regular genre that either start or ends with “Jack, the Pumpkin King, bowed his head sadly.” Yes, we used an adverb in our prompt. We also made the submissions blind. This gave us two contests: guess who wrote which story and who best hid their writing style by having the fewest correct guesses. The contest was great fun, and we agreed to do more next year. I hope you’ll be able to join in the fun.

I set my contest story in a post-apocalyptic world where a massive, thick-skinned beast devastates an unnamed city. An army battalion confronts the beast, but it decimates the soldiers. The captain calls in four Air Force jets to defeat the creature. The extensive missile barrage is effective. Only one soldier survives. This soldier is known to Jack, the Pumpkin King. He’s possessed his body before and is using him, against his will, to end all life on the planet. Although Jack is sad the humans killed his creature, he vows to create another one. One that is faster and has more power. Yesterday, I wrote the next scene in this story at the Tulsa Night Writer’s conference. The soldier is reunited with the pilots, and they review the fight and what weapons they have left. I’ll keep this story in mind and see if I can turn this contest piece into a full novel someday.

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From Will Crawford’s Post Apocalyptic Soldiers Pinterest board

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What I’m Reading – Many readers I know like to inquire what their favorite author is reading. At the end of each blog post, I’ll let you know what book is open on my Kindle. I hope my choice of reading material inspires you to read a variety of authors and topics. Currently, I’m reading Ellis Peters’ Brother Cadfael series. I’m on the sixteenth book The Heretic’s Apprentice.

Bill’s Cajun House of Pleasure is available on Amazon, as an eBook, and in physical formats. It is also available on the Barnes and Noble website.