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The Great War ends: a grandmother's memory

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Photo: Reuters & # 39;, & # 39; height & # 39;: & # 39; & # 39; & # 39; align & # 39;: & # 39; & Quot; width & quot gif "/> Jubilee New Yorkers took to the streets when the Great War ended at the 11th of the 11th of the 11th month of 1918, my grandmother's ninth birthday.</p> <p>The gruesome Brooklyn Waterfront neighborhood where she lived celebrated greatly, but a cruel legacy of the war continued to bring even more deadly toll.</p> <p>"People filled the streets. It was so exciting, though I was not quite sure what happened," said Marie Starace years later. "They laughed, cried and sang. Some men put weapons in the air.</p> <p>"A woman fell to her knees with her hands together as if she was bathing. She cried so hard that watching her also made me cry." In spite of the time, my grandmother's eyes were filled with tears as she described the scene.</p> <p>Later in life, during many mystical stories with her about her life, Armistice Day was a living memory for my grandmother.</p> <p>The ceasefire of hostilities had been expected in days. It had even been an incorrect report on a violence grant on November 7th. It finally happened on November 11th, a date that the adventurous little girl, most commonly called Mary, would certainly remember.</p> <p>A diversity that led to the 14th Regimentary Army on 8th Avenue in Brooklyn, she told me, and my grandmother made it a long walk from the jetty with them. To this day, a bronze of a "doughboy" known as soldiers in US expedition forces, is called the "Men of the 14th Infantry, Engaged in World War 1917-1918". The sculpture was donated by families who lost their love in the war.</p> <p>The crowds swung and marched at where soldiers gathered near Prospect Park at the soldiers and sailors Memorial Arch, dedicated to those who fought to defend the union in the United States Civil War. The sins of the soldiers took the crowd towards the fever heights.</p> <p>"Soldiers marched already when I got to the park. When I saw the parade I thought they celebrated my birthday!"</p> <p>She marched with them, she said, with a memorable recall of a soldier who gave her a nickel. It was an expensive gift, good for a small bag of flour or some apples in a neighborhood where families, including her own, sometimes scraped to end the meeting, hard times made harder through the war.</p> <p>On the steps of a house not far from where she lived, my grandmother saw a young man sitting quietly by himself. "I wondered why he seemed so sad," she remembered. She asked her mother, my grandmother, about him. "Mom said," Let him be alone, Mary. He is shocked. "</p> <p>The suffering and weakness that the war carried out hung heavily across Europe and the United States, like so much gun fire, because people struggled to restore equilibrium to a divided world.</p> <p>Soldiers returned home, with mental and physical wounds, some with lungs burned raw with mustard gas, others with the Spanish flu, called La Grippe in Europe and "The Grippe" in Brooklyn. The war to end all war claims about 17 million lives.</p> <p>The pandemic killed at least 50 million worldwide, approximately 675,000 in the United States, the US disease control and prevention centers estimated in its 100-year cessation of the flu pandemic.</p> <p>For the daughter of the ship's pilot Salvatore Starace and Antonia Esposito, the "gripper" was another indelible childhood memory. The New York City Health Department fought to contain the disease, quarantine in sick households and limit public gatherings.</p> <p>My grandmother's mentioned bodies are put on ice in horse cars as morning filled. The hospital staff were exhausted by the flu, and my grandmother told me about men who had been in the Army pitching in.</p> <p>Her uncle Alexander Esposito, who served with the American Army, was one of them. "Uncle Allie volunteered at the hospital because he had some medical education," she told me. "Mom was worried that he would have the flu and die."</p> <p>In Brooklyn alone in 1918, 4,514 people died of influenza from a population of 1 798 513, according to almanacs published in 1918 and 1920 by the Brooklyn Daily Eagle newspaper.</p> <p>Until she died 1996, when my grandmother saw me go out with an open coat, she warned: "Tap up or you'll get the grip."</p> <p>Of many written and photographic accounts, New York City threw warning to the wind on Armistice Day.</p> <p>"I never saw anything like that day," she told me.</p> </div> <p><script>(function(d, s, id) {     var js, fjs = d.getElementsByTagName(s)[0];     if (d.getElementById(id)) return;     js = d.createElement(s); js.id = id;     js.src =
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