Philip A Embury Journal #3

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Journal #3 dated November 18, 1917 - August 16, 1918. Philip Embury (1891-1940) was born and raised in Berkeley, California, and attended the University of California. Early in the spring of 1917 he embarked with the University of California contingent of volunteers for the American Field Service and served on the Western front in France. After the United States entered the war, Embury attained a commission in the United States Army Air Service and trained as a pilot. He served in the 141st Aero Squadron with distinction and repatriated in 1919.

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told me that we are only going to get $50.00 pay for this month, as our pay has been cut to $75 a month. They are taking out $25.00 for last month. I don’t know where I am going to get off at with $25.00 alotment and insurance.

Friday May 31, 1915.

The low down Boche are back to Fere-in-Tordenois. We stood muster at 4:15 this morning. A most unearthly hour for muster. — Went on as corporal of the guard at 8 o’clock. Get off at 4 P.M. — Received my commission and took the oath this afternoon. A lieutenant was killed in landing this evening. Heard a very good talk and saw a good picture at the Y. The picture

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was "My Ladies Slipper".

Saturday June 1st 1918.

The Boche have reached the Marn, and are close to Chateau Tierre. We had big rumors in camp this morning about the Allies capturing 200,000 Germans. Too bad that it was not so. And still no flying, too windy. I am very anxious to start flying.

Sunday June 2 '18.

The Boche didn't get very far today. I got called at general inspection this morning. A mechanic was struck by a propeller and killed this evening. It cut his head off.

Monday June 3rd '18.

Am feeling pretty low today.

Tuesday June 4, '18.

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Went to the doctor and he filled me up with quinine for malaria. Spent the day in bed.

Wednesday June 5 '18.

Was up all day but felt like the last rose of summer. Went to the dentist in the morning.

Thursday June 6 '18.

Still felling mighty low.

Friday June 7 '18

Went on guard at 8 A.M. until 4 P.M. — Felt pretty good today. — Received a letter from Sgt. D. O. Peters telling me of Ray Sherman's death. This came like a big blow, and was hard to believe. I had just received a letter from Ray, and he hadn't been in France over two weeks.

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Saturday June 8 '18. Went on the flying list this morning, and went out to fly this afternoon, but the monitor didn't get around to me. — Had to write a letter to his highness, the Major and tell him why I was absent from drill and classes when I was sick.

Sunday June 9 '18. I hope that this mornings inspection is the last inspection that I will ever have to stand. Officers don't stand inspection. Heard that Jef Meyers was killed at Chatereaux. One of the boys, Coles, who had just received his commission was killed this afternoon. No flying tonight because of rain.

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Monday June 10 '18. That big bone head put me on with a bunch of other fellows to wash planes tomorrow, just because my excuse for being absent when I was sick didn't suit him. Curses on him. Coles was burried this P.M.

Tuesday June 11 '18.

I got up late, and went out to the "plane washing" squad late. I hadn't any breakfast, and so grabbed a couple of jelly sandwiches and started for the hangars eating a sandwich on the way. The sun was in my eyes and I didn't see that his royal highness, the Major was calling the roles until I was right there.

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