North Dakota Insurance

Suddenly, in depth, under the generals and admirals milling U.S., with more than legionnaires in a conclave in Washington’s Mayflower Hotel of last week, General George C. Marshall born. He strolled the lanes around the ranks and met in conversation with a man in civilian clothes, whose funds sandy gray hair and has been used, Blankenberge steel claws for hands.

The man who speaks with the voice silent, “said General Charles, his name has been McGonegal, then the general, his eyes never reduce human acier’s Blank hands, asked him what he struggle has been violated , Which has met, which was held and the name of his regiment commander. Then he went away.

A few minutes later, Marshall. This time, he accompanied Major General Frank Parker at retirement. He said: “Lord McGonegal, I just wanted to put the former commander of the regiment to see.” Unable to Shake Hands, McGonegal hugged the old soldier. McGonegal, said: “The years seemed to fall away as a cluster of blocks.

In December 1917 Hoboken McGonegal message left with 12,500 others aboard the Leviathan, Seabound for his maiden voyage as a troop transport under the American flag.

So McGonegal, North Dakota, would have known that meadows, horses, steam engines and swirling by a training camp, went to France. He came in the Toul sector Jan 19, 1918, where his look facilitate some Moroccan soldiers near Beaumont. In a clear day when the Americans saw the city of Metz. They talked among themselves that sooner or later it condemned the strike.

McGonegal is a penalty, what to do when a diamond ring he wore in his left hand. When he killed, it should return to his family. It was his meal ticket to the performance critical occasions. McGonegal a small leather case, sewn into the ring and he hung from his neck against his dog tags. Then he felt better.

On the morning of Feb. 3, 1918, McGonegal went as grenadier, the path of wiring for the parties. The Germans return signal for a dam. How McGonegal fumbled for another hand grenade, shrapnel struck his head. He sagged. When he tried to mobilize, was on his hands to climb. But he found his arms, they were a little less far below the elbow.

Later, in the field hospital No. 13, they went, he had eight teeth missing, a bad mouth injury, a fractured skull, two broken knees and 102 other small injuries, cuts and burns.

The doctors gave him the leather case with the diamond ring.

As the hospital, with two artificial arm, he has a natural activity and launched the sale of insurance. He worked in a sawmill court, a heavyweight, clerical work in Los Angeles, worked for a company to supply electricity. For four years he was postmaster of Bell, Calif. Now he is secretary of the national chapter of the American Legion, he is married with a son and a ranch.

Last week, he went to Walter Reed Hospital, Washington, where he almost at many hospitals, where the young ex-soldiers without hands and without much hope. It has some of the things he used to attend almost every day. He lightly. He took a box of matches of the pocket and lit his cigaret. He used a telephone. He wrote a good hand with pen and pencil. It deals with a deck of cards. He showed the goggle-eyed boys, how these things. He talked with them all.