VETERANS’ DAY – WALTER LEWIS SMITH
by Michael Rivero, What Really Happened
Like everyone, I have a great number of military people in the family tree. If you go back far enough, there are crusaders and even a Templar in the Rivero woodpile. More recently, on my mother’s side of the family, ancestors fought in every major American war, including the Civil war (on both sides). As we celebtrate Veterans’ Day, I am going to tell you about just one warrior; one I had the privilege to actually know and even briefly live with when I was younger. His name was Walter L. Smith and he was my maternal grandfather. He fought in WWI.
Walter was issued a draft notice, but failed to report to the draft board. As a result, government agents spent a great deal of time trying to track him down. Being New Hampshire folks with no interest in saving the government from their own idiocy, nobody bothered to tell them that Walter was already in France as a volunteer with the Yankee Division, which had been called up from the New Hampshire State Guard. Walter had ridden with Teddy Roosevelt’s Rough Riders, and when Roosevelt tried to recruit four volunteer divisions to fight in France, Walter signed up (President Wilson refused to allow Roosevelt to command those divisions, which were then assigned to other commands). This being before HBO my family entertained themselves sending the marshals on various wild goose chases with the assurance that they had seen Walt over in Chichester just the day before, or some such variation.
Walter eventually became a Captain, fought in most of the major battles, and lost a lung to German Mustard Gas. As de facto archivist for the family I still have his WWI helmet and the gas mask, provided by the lowest bidder and still stained from the German gas, along with his Captain’s bars, and the original New Hampshire Guard buttons and patches from his uniform tunic. War material being in short supply at the start of the war, the Yankee Division marched into battle wearing their existing state guard uniforms with only new buttons and patches hastily sewn on.
Walter served with distinction in that hell-on-Earth called Trench Warfare; a system which seemed almost designed to kill the maximum number of humans while destroying the least amount of real-estate in the process. But scars can take a lifetime to heal, and even then never completely fade, and satellite images taken of those almost century old battlefields still show the ghostly outlines of those trenches where so many died.
Fortunately, Walter Smith survived that war, albeit minus a lung. He is shown below photographed in France just before his return home with his Victory Medal with four campaign bars. He was awarded other medals as well including the Croix de Guerre, although he refused to wear it, and went to his grave refusing to say what he won it for.