As it was, Walter never went anywhere. He reported into Camp Devens on July 25, 1918 and did his duty there until he left the army in December 2, 1918 just after the end of the war. His story is more common than the stories of combat. Most people who serve in the military only fire their weapons on ranges. Still, he was there, in uniform, always certain that the day was quickly approaching that he too would be in trenches facing an enemy the French called the Boche (a slanderous reference to the Germans, literally the cabbage heads or blockheads).