carl boyd
Born January 24 1879, in Aidersvilles, son to Gideon M. Boyd and Julia Humphreys Boyd. He grew up there and went to school there. He went to to school there and was known for his high responsibility and charisma, he went to west point American Academy, and graduated from it on June 11 1903. He then got appointment 2nd lieutenant assigned to a Cavalry Unit. He fought against the Mexicans using a howitzer battery, which is a long range artillery. His hard work there called the attention of General John J. Pershing, who would later appoint him as his personal assistant. He got promoted to 1st lieutenant on March 11 1911. He went to France in 1912 and again in 1913, the first time to review his French to become instructor of French in the Military Academy. When the war started he was placed with the american ambassador at Paris, and the the military embassy there. On July 1 1916 he was promoted to captain, and on august 5 1917 to Major. LAter he was promoted to Colonel on july 30 1918.
Poem for Carl Boyd
Anna-Victoria Musante
Looking around,
The battle scene was harsh,
Bodies lay scattered on the ground,
With the nauseating scent of blood,
Surrounding me.
I can hardly see,
For smoke blinds me eyes,
And as I look around,
My heart sinks,
And fills with sorrow.
I want this battle to end.
Noises of gunfire hurt my eardrums,
Piercing and killing lives.
The images and feelings,
Scar me for life,
This is the place of death and I try hard to keep hope.
All though I survived the war my companions did not.
Some gladly sacrificed,
While the others who didn’t did not deserve to die.
Anna-Victoria Musante
Looking around,
The battle scene was harsh,
Bodies lay scattered on the ground,
With the nauseating scent of blood,
Surrounding me.
I can hardly see,
For smoke blinds me eyes,
And as I look around,
My heart sinks,
And fills with sorrow.
I want this battle to end.
Noises of gunfire hurt my eardrums,
Piercing and killing lives.
The images and feelings,
Scar me for life,
This is the place of death and I try hard to keep hope.
All though I survived the war my companions did not.
Some gladly sacrificed,
While the others who didn’t did not deserve to die.