Tuesday, December 16, 2014
Tuesday, December 9, 2014
WORLD WAR 1 CENTENNIAL...some thoughts
I
started researching my family genealogy when I retired. Happily, it coincided with a phenomenal growth
of genealogy websites that gave easier access to lots of information, much
easier than visiting archives and graveyards, digging through musty city records or going
crosseyed viewing old microfiche. When I
had most of what I thought I could find, I started writing a family memoir. Some mysteries remained. The direct line of research petered out and I
found myself relying on instinct...gut feeling...to guide me.
One
of the mysteries that kept taunting me was the story of a great uncle, name
unkown. When my mother was working out
her will, she told me, by way of explaining a bequest she planned, that she had
inherited a part of an uncle’s U.S. Military Insurance benefit in 1918, when
she was 14 years old. She understood he
had been a pilot.
I
was shocked that I had a relative in the U.S. in 1918. I always thought we were the first to
emigrate to America and that was in 1952!
I
looked at the names of my mother’s known uncles and found several for whom I
had no death information and took a leap of faith that it might be one of
them. The last name was BENTKOWSKI which
I found spelled lots of ways, Bendkowsky, Bendekowski, Bentkowaki, Piontkofsky..and
more.
There
was a Lejb and a Szlama Dawid but the record provided little beyond name. My best source had been JRI-POLAND. Until recently,
they had nothing on these two brothers.
Their father, my great grandfather was Israel Bentkowski.
2014
is the hundredth anniversary of the beginning of World War 1 and it got me
thinking about these great uncles and what happened to them. I went back to the tried and true and now
found Lejb Bentkowski listed as killed in 1914.
That meant he wasn’t the U.S. pilot.
Surname
|
Given
Name
|
Patronymic
|
Rank
(Russian)
|
Rank
(English)
|
Religion
|
Marital
Status
|
Gubernia
|
Uyezd
|
Town
|
Status
|
Date
|
File
|
Issue
|
Page
|
Comments
|
BENTKOWSKI
|
Lejb
|
Izrael
|
efr.
|
lance corporal
|
Jewish
|
Single
|
Piotrków
|
Będziński
|
Sulików
|
Killed
|
11-Nov-1914
|
6
|
1075
|
17190
|
Findagrave
had only the information on the marker.
I tried ANCESTRY.COM. It listed the name under US JEWISH WELFARE BOARD WAR CORRESPONDENCE 1917-1954 but in his
case, it only had the name, not the correspondence.
Next
I tried NARA.GOV The U.S. National Archives and Records Administration and it took four e-mails for me to get to the
crux of the matter. David was a private
in Company D of the 129th Infantry Regiment. The vital information I needed was his place
of birth. If he was born in Illinois, he
wasn’t my Dawid. A patient archivist
looked up his burial record and it said he was born in Lodz, Russia. Okay, I know it’s Poland and he was actually
born in Sulejow about 40 miles away, but it’s the closest big city.
The
final proof was the listing of his father’s name, Israel Bentkowsky...my great
grandfather!
I
then looked up the 129th U.S. Regiment and found a first person
narrative of the battle he was part of on the day he died, October 7, 1918 from
gunshot wounds and being gassed. It
described the horrific trench warfare in which he was engaged near the city of
Verdun.
Soldier’s Mail- Letters home from a yankee
doughboy 1916-1919- during the
Meuse-Argonne Offensive: October, 1918;
November, 1918.
“...heavily
bombarbed by gas at Saulx before being relieved on October 6-7 when it moved
north of Verdun, marching by night. The movement was difficult due to bad
conditions of the roads and the sheer number of troops being concentrated in
the area for the upcoming offensive. By October 9, the entire Regiment had
arrived in the vicinity of Fromereville with HQ established at Moulin Brule. On
October 10, the 26th Division’s HQ was opened in the battered citadel at Verdun
with the troops located in camps and billets to the southwest.”
“The weather
was dismal with a continual rain and cold river mists saturating everything
including clothing and blankets. Dugouts and trenches were flooded and
knee-deep in mud, hillsides were mud piles torn by constant artillery and
sniper fire, the roads were impassable, and toxic gas permeated
everything. Exhausted and clad in worn, filthy clothing, the men also
had insufficient hot food and were forced by necessity to use untreated
water from any source including puddles and shell holes which caused many
cases of diarrhea. What further added to the misery was an outbreak of dreaded influenza
that took its own share of casualties across all ranks.”
David
died a month before Armistice Day. Since neither of my great
uncles had children, it feels particularly right to remember them at this time.
What remains of the trenches - Verdun 2014 |
It
took zigs and it took zags but I followed my gut instinct and kept trying to
crawl over those stone walls... and I found him. Good luck surmounting your own brick walls.
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