April 22, 1918 – Full diary entry:

“Issued steel helmets.

No work.

Burned straw bunks and loaded barrack bags on freight train.

No mail yet. Wrote cards saying I had arrived “over there” safely.”

I just have to laugh a little, although I suppose it wasn’t at all funny for Robert. “Here’s your helmet, now please burn your bed and load all of your gear onto this train. Fill out these postcards and we will mail them for you. Oh, and we’ll still be here another day or two.”

Where was Robert today? See the timeline.