Journal of WWI                                                                           May 1, 1917        There has been talk of going overseas amongst the nurses here at the New York Hospital Unit. I wonder if they will take only the nurses from the trauma unit, since being a nurse in war would most resemble a nurse in the trauma room. I really doubt that they would reject anyone who was willing or qualified to go.        I overheard Mary saying how they would take anyone at this point. She said that her brother has written numerous times about how badly the men are getting hurt and how there is a lack of nurses and care and medical supply to help all of them. I hope that Johnny isn’t in that type of situation.        I think that the last time that he wrote was 2 weeks ago and he had not been hurt or injured at all. (Except for the pains and soreness of training and living in those war conditions.) I really am envious of Johnny. He was a really good scholar here. He was number one in his class, had scholarships even, to go Harvard or any college of his choice. But he wanted to serve his country proudly on the front. That takes a lot of courage. And even so, he hasn’t been or isn’t still the real athletic type. He was always really quiet and smart all of the time. Not like me. Mama said all of the time how we were like night and day. She couldn’t imagine that twins could look so similar and yet be so completely different. She’s always talking about how opinionated and strong-willed I am and how not opinionated Johnny was. But I guess if your smart then you are quiet, because I am nowhere near as smart as Johnny is but I’m really loud. But then again he’s a guy, and I can never figure out guys.      “Susie, if you would just concentrate on your needlework and chores like you did on sports, you would be one of the best disciplined young women around!” mama always tells me.       But now I don’t have any time for needlework or chores or sports for that matter because of the work here in the hospital. I could have worked in the diner and had more time to do things that I wanted to do, but a diner is so…impersonal. Here at the hospital I am able to REALLY help people, not just help them to some fries and a burger.      I hope that I am able to go overseas to the war and be a nurse. How I would be able to help so many of those soldiers…I can only hope that they will take any of the nurses who want to go. I wonder if I will be able to see Johnny there…