History of Supply Company - 346th Infantry AEF - 1919

Top Banner (Emblem), Supply Company, 346th Infantry, 87th Division of the AEF. | GGA Image ID # 1346431b3c
The Supply Company, 346th Infantry, trained at Camp Pike, Ark.; most of these men went to Camp Dix, New Jersey, and from there to France. At Camp Dix, N. J., the organization included men from New York and New Jersey. The company left the States for overseas duty on August 24, 1918.
Content
- History of Supply Company, 346th Infantry
 - Our Trip to Sunny France
By Mechanic James E. Marsdne - Supply Company Officers
By Sgt. Ernest O. Stucke - Roster of Officers and Enlisted Men
 - Images from the Supply Company, 346th Infantry
 
History of the Supply Co., 346th Infantry
The Supply Co., 346th Infantry was organized at Camp Pike, Ark. Oct. 3, 1917 with the following maned Officers and enlisted men :
- Captain George D. Dixon
 - 1st Lieut. Thomas Cassells
 - Sgt. James M. Wimberly later Regimental Supply Sergeant
 - Sgt. Walter C. Terrel later 1st Sergeant
 - Pvt. 1cl. Frank C. Dickman later Stable Sergeant.
 
October 17, 1917 the company received 23 recruits, who, with the exception of a few were transferred to the 81st Division Nov. 15, 1917.
November 18, 1917, the company received 80 Illinois men from Camp Taylor Kentucky and November 26, 1917, 40 Minnesota men from Camp Dodge, Iowa. With the exception of a few, all of these men went to Camp Dix, New Jersey with the company and from there to France.
At Camp Dix, N. J. the organization was filled up with men from New York and New Jersey. The company left the States for overseas duty Aug. 24, 1918.
OUR TRIP TO SUNNY FRANCE
 It was on the 23rd day of August in the year of 1918,
          Just after the break of day, such a sight was never seen.
          It was a band of Soldiers, this merry little throng ;
          It was the Supply Company, 346th Infantry, they were  sturdy brave and strong.
 They lined up in front of their barracks, their faces all  aglow,
          Their breasts were filled with pride, for overseas they  were to go.
          They marched up to the train in a place they called Camp  Dix 
          And they were very anxious in the Bloody fray to mix.
The train carried them to New York, the place that isn’t  slow 
          To board a boat to go across to what land they did not  know.
          They waited at the docks and their stomachs moaned for  steak
          The Red Cross Girls, God bless their hearts, gave us ice  cream and cake.
 Then soon it came our turn to go aboard the ship
          And we were drilled so finely not to make a slip.
          As we walked up the gang plank that nearly broke our  necks.
          A card was given to each man and lie was steered to the  middle deck.
That night we layed in New York harbor, by pier number  fifty eight 
          And at five o’clock next morning we sailed to try our  late.
          Every man was cheerful not a single one was blue
 And at seven A. M. that morning the U.S.A. faded from our  view.
          Then we sailed on for a few days and some of the boys  were sad and glum 
          For all we had to cat was bloody English slum.
We had no scares for Submarines until one bad dark night 
          They blew the signal, “leave the ship”, we got an awful fright !
          Our Convoy sailed bravely onward making neither brag nor  boast 
 And after ten days sailing, we spied the Irish Coast.
          Then on September 4th at eight o’clock that night 
          The lights of Liverpool England came into our sight. 
Next morning we left the ship intent to board a train ;
          Our hearts were filled with gladness, the Red Cross  Girls, met us again ;
          They gave us crackers plenty and good Codec by the Cup 
          All faces wore a smile, their stomachs were filled up.
          We boarded a train at eight o’clock and on our way were  bound 
 To an English Camp at Winchester, by the name of Winnall  Down.
          We quartered in squad tents and slept upon the floor 
          And in the blankets they gave us were Cooties by the  score.
          We stayed in that Camp about three days, when orders came  to move again 
          We did not know where we were going, to Russia, France or  Spain.
We hiked four miles got on a train and rode to the  steamship dock,
          Then we rode across the English Channel, it was an awful  Shock.
          We sailed from live thirty P. M. until twelve o’clock that  night 
          And the way we feil the fishes certainly was a fright.
 We landed in Le Havre, a sunny spot in France
          And hiked five miles up a long hill to an English Camp by  chance
          We camped there about two days when orders came to flee.
          We had to make the best of it, tho we missed our herring,  punk and tea.
We loaded in side door Pullmans, with bread loaves by the  score 
          Put where we’re going was the great question once more.
          We rode two whole nights and days over bumpy track 
          And landed in a jerk town by the name of Rouffiac,
          They had us camped in cow barns or whatever they could  find;
 We stayed there for about ten days, when moving orders  came 
          We had to hike ten miles to Saintes through a pouring rain 
          We loaded into Cheveaux Cars and rode for twenty hours 
          And landed in Montoir, amongst the mud and showers;
          We landed here in September and have been here every  since 
          And never has there been a time when one of us would  wince.
Every man has done his duty each was busy as a bee
          With the single thought stamped in his mind, fight for  Democracy,
          Put after years of struggle, thank God the war is o’er
          And all the boys in O. D. Clothes will go back home once  more.
 All of us are waiting for the steamship whistles moan
          Of the dear U. S. Transport, that will carry us back home;
          And when we get our discharges, we will head right  straight for home 
          To meet our anxious loved ones and vow no more to roam.
Some day you may be questioned, for an answer you’ll not  be lost 
          You will never need to hang your head, for I’m glad I  came across 
          Put ignore such a man as that, as they are just a hound  for beer 
 Like many boys we did know, who tried to volunteer
          Put such an argument is poor, no argument at all ;
          A man who fought for Uncle Sam should receive no credit  small.
The regulars and the enlisted men in battles great and  small.
          Fought side by side and hand in baud so let’s praise them  all.
By : Mechanic James E. Marsdne - Supply Co.
SUPPLY COMPANY OFFICERS
 Now dear reader just take notice and with you I’ll be  frank ;
          I’ll tell you about our Officers just the way they rank :
          First comes our Captain Geo. D. Dixon, he is true  blue through and through ;
          If you are on the square with him, He’ll be on the square  with you.
Then comes our First Lieutenant Otto W. Kayer without a flaw ;
          He couldn’t be no other way for he comes from Arkansaw.
Then comes our First Lieutenant his name is Joseph  V. Cline 
          I would like to have you meet him; you’d say lie’s mighty  fine.
Now comes our First Lieutenant Bernard Cunniffe the smoothest boy you ever saw. Of course that isn’t strange for in civilian life he practiced Law.
Then comes our First Lieutenant Andrew L. Christian ; he’s a Christian too 
          For when we’re in trouble he would always find the clew.
Now comes our only Second Lieutenant Edward H.  Scurlock is his name 
          For when we wanted a favor we could vouch upon his fame.
Now you know their standing, and don’t you ever think 
          That if we meet them anywhere, they’ll always buy a  drink.
BY : Sgt. Ernest O. Stucke, Supply Co., 346th Inf.
Images from the Supply Company

346th Infantry Supply Company History and Trip to France. | GGA Image ID # 13465e641b

346th Infantry Supply Company Trip to France and "Supply Company Officers." GGA Image ID # 134678af1d

Musings and Quips from the Supply Company, 346th Infantry, 87th Division, AEF. Part 1 of 2. | GGA Image ID # 1e74789404

Musings and Quips from the Supply Company, 346th Infantry, 87th Division, AEF. Part 2 of 2. | GGA Image ID # 1e74d72603

Mess at the Supply Company, 346th Infantry, 87th Division, AEF. | GGA Image ID # 1e75427325

Roster of Officers and Enlisted Men of the Supply Company, 346th Infantry, 87th Division, AEF. Part 1 of 2. | GGA Image ID # 1e7543f272

Roster of Officers and Enlisted Men of the Supply Company, 346th Infantry, 87th Division, AEF. Part 2 of 2. | GGA Image ID # 1e75637cc5
