My Father's use of a Colt's Model of 1911 in WW1

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MY FATHER’S LAST BATTLE IN WW1

My Father, John William Bowser (1893-1960) and his younger brother, McKinley “Mack” Bowser, joined the US Army on April 7th, 1917. That was one day after President Wilson asked Congress to Declare War on Germany. They were attached to the 42nd Infantry Division “Rainbow”, 3rd Ohio Machinegun Battalion. It was not unusual for Brothers to be assigned to the same units in WW1. The WW2 tragedy of the Sullivan Brothers on the USS Juneau had not occurred as yet. The War Department gave an order after the 5 Sullivan Brothers were killed on the Juneau that no Brothers would serve in the same combat units. My Father and his Brother were trained at Camp Mills on Long Island, New York.

The 42nd Division had 4 Battle Stars to their credit: Champagne-Marne, Aisne-Marne, Battle of St. Mihel and the Meuse Argonne Offensive. They served 267 days in continuous combat in these battles.

It is the Meuse Argonne Offensive where this story comes from. The Allied Forces had 550,000 men in this Offensive. 117,000 of these men were either killed or wounded. This was also the battle that Sgt. Alvin York won his Medal of Honor.

Dad told me it was the end of October and the Germans had launched Gas Canisters into the area. He said the gas masks made it difficult to see. The gas was Phosgene. Phosgene is a derivative of Chlorine Gas and it turns the fluid in your lungs to Hydrochloric Acid. He was a gunner on a Colt-Marlin (Browning Designed) .30-‘06 Model 1895 Air Cooled Machine Gun. It was originally manufactured as a .30 US Army (.30-40 Krag) and was called a Potato Digger, because of the gas piston arm that flipped down from the bottom of the barrel when each round was fired.

The gun was used with cloth belts and required a two man crew, a gunner and a loader, to operate at full efficiency. The Germans attacked through the gas and his loader was shot in the neck. My Father had to load his own belts and try to fire the gun at the same time. This was not an easy task. For whatever reason, the gun jammed and he drew his 1911 .45. A German soldier came into his position and thrust at him with a bayonet on his rifle. The thrust cut him on his cheek and tore open his gas mask. The German Soldier was going to give him a horizontal butt stroke and he pointed the .45 at the German’s chest. He fired and hit the German three times. This individual fight was over. He quickly grabbed the German’s gas mask and put it on. He said to me: “He had no more use for it”. Dad was taken to the Field Hospital due to Phosgene Gas Poisoning. He was shocked to see his loader there. Although he was shot through the center of the side of his neck, he was still alive. The bullet passed through without touching anything vital.

My Father’s War was over, the ceasefire was declared on November 11, 1918. Because my Father’s Family in Pennsylvania was of German Descent and they spoke German in their home, he was kept in Europe as an interpreter, until 1919. They called it the “Army of the Occupation”. He returned from Europe on the USS Oklahoma. When the Japanese sunk the Oklahoma at Pearl Harbor, he tried to enlist in the Army in 1941. He was 51 years old and was told he could not serve due to his age. He wanted to get back at the Japs for sinking “HIS” ship.

Doug Bowser

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Colt 1895 "Potato Digger"

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M 1911 .45 Pistol
 
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Doug Bowser

Great story sir; especially the part where your father made use of the dead German's gas mask! Now that was quick thinking and in a very timely manner!
 
Thanks for sharing!

It is a great story

My grandfather was also gassed in the First World War. He ended up 85% disabled. Died in 1940 well before I was born.
He was also in an Ohio unit wonder if they served together. In processed at Fort Hayes in Columbus

Straight German Ancestry , Francis Denkewalter
 
Great story!

My wife's grandfather served in WW1 and she inherited a Colt Model 1911 that he brought back from the war. With the 1911 were two magazines, a holster, and several small boxes of .45 ammo. He also brought back a complete uniform, which we unfortunately did not keep. I checked with Colt and learned that it was actually manufactured in 1918. So we are not sure of the complete story. I wish he had passed on more information about his service. Or we had realized that someday we would like to know more about his service.

We are in our 80's now and so many times I've wished we had spent more time with our parents, grandparents, and great grandparents in order to learn more about them.
 
My great uncle who lived here where I now live served in France in ww1.
His job there was to shoe mules. He had the scars to prove it too.
He often said that at least they weren't shooting at him with machine guns and gas.
 
My grandfather served with the AEF, 333rd Engineers, building hospitals in France. He aid the only time they were issued live ammunition for their 1903s was AFTER the war was over, as the celebrations got WAY out of hand. Somewhere in my collection of junk I have a 12 minute audio tape of me interviewing him about WWI.I need to find it, digitize it and see if a museum wants a copy.
 
my mom’s scottish immigrant parents both served in ww1. my grandmother was an army officer equivalent nurse, and served both in france and siberia. she was a canadian citizen when she enlisted in boston, but nobody cared because the army needed nurses, she said. my grandfather was an army 2lt qmc who served stateside and in siberia, where they met. sadly he never fully recovered from siberia-contracted t.b., leaving a widow and 3 little kids with a tiny veterans pension when he died just before the depression. their oldest son, my uncle, was captured in the ardennes on christmas eve 1944 and killed by the germans while a pow just ten days before v-e day. my dear grandmother was a ww1 gold star widow and ww2 gold star mother. i remember her proudly and sadly wearing her medals on memorial day.

for anyone interested in “the great war,” the national ww1 museum in kansas city is excellent and worthy of support. https://www.theworldwar.org/explore/museum-and-memorial
 
Great story! Excellent that you have details of your family history from some of their service days. Few took the time to detail their experiences so as descendants we have so little history other than a few tidbits as relayed in passing by other family members. Nobody knew what our great grand dad did in WWI.
 
While little used by the U.S. Army during the war, which was mostly issued 8mm Hotchkiss and .303 Vickers guns depending upon where they were deployed, the M1895 Browning was used extensively by other armies.

The Canadians issued substantial numbers of Brownings in .303 British, especially to their Motor Machine Gun units.

The Italians issued them in 6.5 Carcano.

The Russians issued them (and anything else they could get their hands on) in 7.62x54mm.

They were obsolescent by the time the War started, but were still serviceable guns, with a smooth action provided by the "gas hammer" system they employed.

Marlin later converted them into fixed aircraft guns by replacing the pendulum arm gas piston with a conventional straight gas piston.
 
A good number of soldiers were killed in Europe but didn't die until they were recuperating in the states. How so you ask? My grandfather was a prime example. Gassed and sent to Ft Leavenworth military hospital to recover he contracted the Spanish flu. The year 1918. Ft Leavenworth is where the first and largest outbreak of that terrible pandemic occurred in the US.

With soldiers recovering from all sorts of battlefield injuries the death toll at Ft Leavenworth was staggering. Those with lung damage due to gas fell quickly. Unknown at the time, it was soldiers returning from Europe that brought the disease to American shores.
 
My grandfather served just before WW1 in South Texas and Mexico after the Pancho Villa raids. He mustered out as a Corporal in March of 1917 at age 21. I've often wondered why he was not called back up.
 
An uncle on my dad's side was a front lines messenger in WWI, and was also gassed but survived into the 1920's.

My dad told me that his older brother carried TWO 1911 .45 autos in what from the description sounds like Model 1916 hip holsters, one on each side, the one on the left butt forward due to the right handed holster.
Also on the belt was a Model 1917/1918 spike blade steel knuckle bow trench knife.

My dad said his brother brought his pistols, trench knife, and pistol belt home but he had no idea where they went.
After my dad left home they disappeared from the foot locker that belonged to his brother.

Dad said that his brother told him that in addition to his messenger duties he was often called on to go on patrols in No Man's Land between the trenches.
He told dad that he carried the two .45's, the trench knife, and grenades on these patrols and had made use of all these on a number of nights.

He told dad that like most doughboys he carried his "makings" ( tobacco and cigarette papers) in his gas mask to keep them dry and he was gassed when the tobacco bag caused his mask to not seal properly.
The whiff of gas ended his smoking, and eventually his life after the war was over.
 
Great story!

My wife's grandfather served in WW1 and she inherited a Colt Model 1911 that he brought back from the war. With the 1911 were two magazines, a holster, and several small boxes of .45 ammo. He also brought back a complete uniform, which we unfortunately did not keep. I checked with Colt and learned that it was actually manufactured in 1918. So we are not sure of the complete story. I wish he had passed on more information about his service. Or we had realized that someday we would like to know more about his service.

We are in our 80's now and so many times I've wished we had spent more time with our parents, grandparents, and great grandparents in order to learn more about them.

I’m glad you’re here, and greatly appreciate the reminder.
 
We are in our 80's now and so many times I've wished we had spent more time with our parents, grandparents, and great grandparents in order to learn more about them.

YES! This was the thing with dad I was working through. Cleaning his storage and closet I found a photo album of him and his buddies just before training camp/s. You would see them in street clothes then after haircut and uniform. We'd flip through each page and he'd do his best at recalling the faces and times the pictures were taken. That was a struggle almost 70 years later and we didn't get through the album before he passed unfortunately.

Dad had written out a list of his duties while in the Pacific as best he could in the early 00's. Later in organizing his paperwork I found the journal from his ship days. He has listed the ship/hull # and his duties. There were various entries about the conflicts his group had been in. A couple entries about the kamakazie attacks, etc.
His biggest story was being transferred off the USS Indianapolis some months before the last cruise where she was torpedoed and sank. Dad had relayed he knew many that didn't make it. This was one of his post war campaigns where he wrote letters attesting to the command capabilities of Captain Charles McVay.

Mom had so little recall of what her parents did to support the war effort. Other than grandma worked in one of the San Diego factories in airframe and weapons assembly. One of my younger uncles came into WWII at the end and he was drafted back to serve for the Korean conflicts. Mom/sister tore up the official draft notice and refused to let him go back into service citing that he served in WWII and was discharged. That scenario landed her in a heap of trouble, she was fortunately pardoned and rights restored in 9-1956 after serving 6 months.

Miss my folks lots and the unfortunate side is that later generations will not know what the family has been through without their sharing of that time period. We don't realize how valuable those memories are and when they are gone...:(
 
Unfortunately I never really got to know my maternal grandfather. He served during WW-1 and his lungs were also damaged by gas. He was disabled, unable to work and struggled with breathing until he died in 1962. I was only 4 and have no real memory of him.
 
YES! This was the thing with dad I was working through. Cleaning his storage and closet I found a photo album of him and his buddies just before training camp/s. You would see them in street clothes then after haircut and uniform. We'd flip through each page and he'd do his best at recalling the faces and times the pictures were taken. That was a struggle almost 70 years later and we didn't get through the album before he passed unfortunately.

Dad had written out a list of his duties while in the Pacific as best he could in the early 00's. Later in organizing his paperwork I found the journal from his ship days. He has listed the ship/hull # and his duties. There were various entries about the conflicts his group had been in. A couple entries about the kamakazie attacks, etc.
His biggest story was being transferred off the USS Indianapolis some months before the last cruise where she was torpedoed and sank. Dad had relayed he knew many that didn't make it. This was one of his post war campaigns where he wrote letters attesting to the command capabilities of Captain Charles McVay.

Mom had so little recall of what her parents did to support the war effort. Other than grandma worked in one of the San Diego factories in airframe and weapons assembly. One of my younger uncles came into WWII at the end and he was drafted back to serve for the Korean conflicts. Mom/sister tore up the official draft notice and refused to let him go back into service citing that he served in WWII and was discharged. That scenario landed her in a heap of trouble, she was fortunately pardoned and rights restored in 9-1956 after serving 6 months.

Miss my folks lots and the unfortunate side is that later generations will not know what the family has been through without their sharing of that time period. We don't realize how valuable those memories are and when they are gone...:(

That’s quite a story about your uncle. I don’t blame the women in his life for looking out for them. I think war has always been a special kind of hell for moms, wives, and sisters.

My own grandfather was a World War II veteran who passed away in 2014. For years, I told myself I wanted to sit down for a series of recorded conversations about his service. When I finally did, in 2012, the details were very fuzzy to him, and stories he told me in the past merged into one another or changed in the telling. I only got one of those sessions, and I’m grateful for it. Still, it would’ve been great to have blocked off time in the early/mid 2000s when his mind was still clear.

I kept journals during my deployments to Iraq and Afghanistan, and while I haven’t had the desire to flip back through them 5-15 years on, I’m glad they’re there for someone else to read down the road.
 
My grandfather served just before WW1 in South Texas and Mexico after the Pancho Villa raids. He mustered out as a Corporal in March of 1917 at age 21. I've often wondered why he was not called back up.
My Grandfather too served with General Pershing during the Mexican Campaign. He was from Pa. He went on to WWI in France with the 28th Division AEF Wilkes Barre, Pa. He was awarded Two Silver Stars. I have one & my cousin has the other.
 
My grandfather, Mom's Dad, was gassed in a battle in France in WWI. I've got his army discharge papers. He had to go to the hospital every year to get 'treatment'. Abe passed away in 1944 at the age of 49, dying from a massive heart attack in the NYC Subway, on a platform in Brooklyn. That was eight years before I was born.
 
Thanks for writing this family history post. My grandfather was wounded during the same time, also gassed, (mildly if that's possible), and shot in the foot. He was later awarded a Purple Heart. Grandad was in the 120th Infantry, 30th Division, the "Old Hickory Division" , made up of Tennessee and Carolina men. He survived until 1958. Here's a link to some of the division's history.
http://digital.ncdcr.gov/cdm/compoundobject/collection/p15012coll10/id/800
 
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