Influenza Epidemic of 1918–19,
also called Spanish Influenza Epidemic, was the most severe influenza outbreak of
the 20th century and, in terms of total numbers of deaths, possibly the most
devastating epidemic in human history. Influenza is caused by a virus that is transmitted from person to person
through airborne respiratory secretions. An outbreak can occur if a new strain
of influenza virus emerges against which the population has no immunity. The
Influenza Epidemic of 1918–19—which is more precisely called a pandemic because
it affected populations throughout the world—resulted from such an occurrence.
On average influenza pandemics occur every 30 to 40 years, so it was not the
event but the severity and speed of transmission of the virus that marked this
episode as unusual.
The outbreak occurred in three
waves. The first apparently originated in Camp Funston, Kansas, U.S., in early
March 1918. American troops that arrived in western Europe in April to
participate in World War I are thought to have brought the virus with them, and
by July it had spread to Poland. The first wave of influenza was comparatively
mild; however, during the summer the virus mutated into a more lethal strain
and a second more severe form of the disease emerged in August 1918. Pneumonia
often developed quickly, with death usually coming two days after the first
indications of the flu. For example, at Camp Devens, Massachusetts, U.S., six
days after the first case of influenza was reported, there were 6,674 cases.
The third wave of the epidemic occurred in the following winter, and by the
spring the virus had run its course. In the two later waves about half the
deaths were among 20- to 40-year-olds, an unusual age pattern for influenza.
In this letter to his mother, Grant talks about having an attack of flu. His only lasted a day or so but this was most likely an early wave of the deadly Spanish Influenza pandemic. Grant talks about it making the rounds in the army.
Convois Autos.,
S.S.U. 647,
Par B.C.M.,
France.
S.S.U. 647,
Par B.C.M.,
France.
Tuesday, June 25, 1918
Dear Mother:-
I can’t tell you how badly it
makes me feel to hear you say, as you did in your May 20 letter received but a
few minutes ago, that my April letter had arrived. Are you really only getting one letter a
month from me? McCrackin from Montana
says his mother only receives about one letter a month from him. Why is it and where do they all go to? I must have written all of ten to you in
April. I’m at a loss to know the reason
for it. Other parents are receiving mail
regularly from this side. For the last
two weeks I have been writing you every 48 hours as we are relieved and come
back to rest up for another 48 hours on post.
I’m due to go out again tonight but have had a slight attack of
influenza; which seems to be going the rounds of the army so am to be held over
a shift--meaning 48 hours more. The
fever lasts about 3 days but my attack must have been light for my fever left
me last night. Am up and around today
though rather shaky on my twigs. Putnam,
Klein, Wilder and Bodfish are all out with the same ailment so perhaps you can
imagine how very busy the available men must be. McGuire left us with this same disease about
three weeks ago (they thought it best to take him to a hospital.) He was evacuated several times and we have
lost track of him. It was last reported
that he was at a Base Hospital near Base #66 where we were in early April so this
morning our Lieutenant left in his staff car to hunt for him. We want McGuire back with us very much
indeed.
Lieutenant Anderson has left us and we have a new Lieut. (Lieut. Smith) from V.M.I.(Virginia Military Institute) who has just been over here since the first of
the year. He’s a “true blue” and the
fellows are wild about him. Many changes
are taking place with us these days but without a word of complaint from any of
us for we know our Lieutenant is behind us and fighting for us.
Our division is moving but we do
not move with them. We stay right here
and work with the new division which will be French and American--rookies. (Not French rookies, you
understand, because there are none such).
Nothing more has been done about
permissions and probably won’t be for awhile.
Got a letter from Bill Everett
today but he had not received my letter telling of the proposed
permission. I certainly wish I could
write as much in detail as he does. In
fact I sometimes wonder if the reason for my letters not reaching you is not
due to my trying to tell too much. Gee,
but his work is interesting.
Things are looking fine on the
front. Very encouraging developments as
you note by the papers.
Got a bill from Literary Digest
people. Shall I pay it? I would be glad to because it is very much
appreciated (the paper, I mean).
Your loving son,
Grant.