| Our Guide was kind, intelligent and knew his history inside and out. We were a group of six, of disparate backgrounds, with our intense interest in the Great War as our common bond. |
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| I was the only American, receiving some good-natured chiding for my country's late entry into the war, and for being the last to arrive at the British Museum meeting spot. From there we motored to Dover (during which time we began to be friends), where we boarded the ferry to Calais. Most of us sat together in the dining room of the ferry, had a most convivial lunch, and watched the waves of the English Channel. It was my first crossing of the Channel, and I was mildly amazed to see that the white cliffs were really white. I don't remember much about the ride to Verdun, as we were all too engrossed in telling our stories, and swapping knowledge about The Great War. |
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| The next three days were brilliant as we walked the tragic fields, hills and dales of the Verdun battle area. We drove along the Vie Sacrée', toured the underground forts, viewed gun emplacements, and felt deep emotions at the solemn cemeteries and monuments.
On our final day, and in honor of me, the lone American, we visited the American cemetery at Meuse-Argonne. Walking among the graves I was struck by the number of soldiers who had fallen on 18 November, 1918. Ken Sehres, USA |
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