Much has been
written about the supposed landing of a British army at the Old
Closter Dock on November 20, 1776. This, in spite of the fact that most documentary
evidence
shows that the invasion was made over a mile south of that point at the New
Closter
Dock (later Huylers Landing).
However, there is no doubt whatsoever
that a much larger number of menand perhaps some women nursespassed through
Old Closter Dock in 1918, during World War I.
These troops were the ones coming from
Camp Merritt, the huge embarkation camp built in 1917 at the Cresskill-Dumont border and
touching the towns of Demarest, Haworth, Bergenfield, and Tenafly. It encompassed 770
acres and was strictly for the embarkation of troops from the port of Hobokenthe
soldiers having been trained at other, older camps throughout the country.
Towns throughout the Northern Valley went
all out to make the soldiers last days before embarking as comfortable and enjoyable
as possible. The camps facilities were the newest and best in the entire country and
residents bent over backwards to accommodate families who poured into the area to visit
their sons before their departure for France.
One spry Cresskill resident, Mrs. Gladys
(Muffy) Pendergast, recalls today how she and her siblings doubled up in her Hillside
Avenue home so her parents could take in visitors seeing off their sons. She also tells of
using a garden hose to fill a water bucket with a dipper to drink from for troops who were
marching from the camp to the ferry.
Mrs. Estelle Tallman, in a house just
west of the Cresskill station, told of using lawn chairs on her porch for visitors to rest
in when all her rooms were full.
Not all of the soldiers who marched from
the camp to the ferry went willingly. Some were what Howard Roses book Camp
Merritt calls “Casual Troops.” These were men who showed up in camp without
papers, having been in the hospital or gone A.W.O.L., perhaps deciding to visit home for
Christmas while it was still possible. Officers had their hands full trying to decide how
to handle such men. They finally decided to form them into companies and ship them
overseas. There, if the soldiers went A.W.O.L., they could be charged with desertion.
Letters from one soldier who guarded the
stockade where casuals were held, tells of conducting a group of them to the ferry at
night, when one of them broke away as they were marching down the road to the ferry. A
guard shot at him, but it was later the next day before they found his body in the woods
along the Palisades.
Not all troops leaving camp for Europe
went to Hoboken by ferry. Many went on the West Shore railroad from Dumont, or on the Erie
trains through Tenafly and Englewood. That route was also used for a more macabre cargo at
times. Tony Urato of Bergenfield relates that his wife told him of trains going slowly
through Tenafly stacked with coffins carrying the bodies of soldiersand perhaps some
nurseswho had died of influenza at Camp Merritt.
The influenza of 1918, after passing
through various army camps here and abroad, assumed an entirely different form that the
usual three or four days of coughing, headaches, and fever that was its pre-war pattern.
That form of “flu” had not even been a reportable disease for doctors before the
war.
But in 1918, soldiers from European
battlefields went for R and R to a rest camp in Spain, where almost all of them caught the
“flu.” It was a mild form, but almost 100 percent
of the men were infected. Thus, the epidemic acquired the name of “Spanish” influenza. Many of these men
acquired immunity to later, more deadly forms of this flu.
Then, as summer turned to Autumn in 1918,
doctors faced a form of influenza they had never seen before. Men
and women in
their prime would sicken and die in a day, their lungs saturated and heavy. By the middle
of September, the best doctors knew only that, in each camp or locality, the epidemic
would reach its peak in about three weeks, then subside. They begged the military to delay
troop shipments till that peak passed. The officers, under constant pressure to get troops
to the front, ignored them.
On the night of September 27,
1918, troops from Camp Merritt began to march to Alpine Ferry. But, as they marched,
some began
to fall by the waysidewith the flu. Ambulances and trucks took some
of them back to the camp.
Volunteers helped others get back. Other infected soldiers boarded the ferry for Hoboken,
where doctors tried to weed them out before they boarded the Leviathanthe
worlds biggest ship, a converted liner—for shipment overseas.
Leviathan had had extra capacity
added so it could take more men. A contingent of nurses was aboard as well, but the nurses
could not climb to the top of the four-tiered bunksand the sick men could not climb
down. Men lost their dog-tags and were buried at sea, in spite of a policy that all
soldiers were to be returned to the States for burial. The loss of life on the voyage
could only be estimated.
Shortly after this voyage, doctors placed
Camp Merritt under a quarantine which lasted until the November armistice ended the war.
Perhaps because it was such an unpleasant memorycontrasted with dying gloriously in
battlethe episode was quickly forgotten.
Currently, plans are underway to mark the
route taken from Cresskill and Dumont through Demarest, Alpine, and perhaps Closter, to
the Alpine
Area. Stay tuned.