June 22, 1918 – Full diary entry:
Threw hand grenades. Chicken supper at 4th Platoon Hqds. Leut. Ware furnished the beer.
We leave Géroménil tomorrow.”
I don’t know about you, but I’m starting to like Lieutenant Ware. He got mad at Robert for asking for a transfer, but also administered justice to Sgt. Haley and got his men beer the day before they were to leave for the front.
And as Robert wrote to his father earlier this week, Lt. Ware inspired loyalty in his men, something that Robert did not seem to be getting from the other leaders in his unit.
After looking into military transport records, I found this document on Ancestry.com. If this is the same Ralph Ware (and the evidence would suggest it is), he had a fascinating life:
Thanks for your service, Major Ware.
Where was Robert today? See the timeline.