I never met a WWI vet, but my grandfather and uncle (brothers) both fought under Pershing. My grandfather made it home but alas, I never met him. He died in '66 and I was born in '67.
My uncle never made it home, and no one in the family ever knew what happened to him in battle.
In 2011, I retired from the USAF in Stuttgart Germany. I wanted it to be special for me and flew my father, then 80 years old, over for the ceremony. He stayed with us for about three weeks and we didn't waste the time! We spent the better part of those days traveling Europe. My dad wanted to see Normandy and we obliged.
On the way to Normandy, we made the obligatory stop in Paris for a couple of dasy. The ladies liked it but dad and I were ready to move on. We did manage to spend a day in Verdun prior to the Paris stop which was good. It was at that point that dad told me about his uncle Oscar fighting close by and not making it home.
We saw Normandy, a bed and breakfast in a small French town, a castle or two, and just enjoyed each others company. All the while, my dad surmised how great it would be if we could find uncle Oscar's resting place. I looked at our route back to Stuttgart and noted the ABMC cemeteries that were on our way. By chance, and it was a long shot, the Meuse-Argonne Cemetery was close to our next stop outside of Verdun.
We visited Meuse-Argonne after a night's rest and upon inquiry, we found uncle Oscar's grave. We were the first to visit and honor him there. What a wonderful experience it was! Since then, I have taken the family there to honor him the past few Memorial Day weekends.


