Hugh John Casey - World War I

World War I

Due the United States' entry into World War I, Casey's class graduated early on 12 June 1918. Casey was ranked third in the class and was commissioned as a captain in the United States Army Corps of Engineers. He served at Camp A. A. Humphreys, Virginia, first as an instructor and then from September 1918 as a company commander with the 219th Engineers, part of the 19th Division. The 219th Engineers moved to Company Commander, 219th Engineers, Camp Dodge, Iowa in November 1918. Casey returned to the Engineer School at Camp Humphreys as a student in September 1919.

He served with the US Occupation forces in the Rhineland from June 1920 to May 1922. While there, Casey improved on his high school German to become fluent enough in the language to write his Doctoral thesis in German. In Koblenz, he married Dorothy Ruth Miller, the daughter of Colonel R. B. Miller, the chief surgeon of the American forces there, on 22 May 1922. On their honeymoon they travelled through south Germany, Austria, and Switzerland. Their union produced three children; two sons, Hugh Boyd and Keith Miles, and a daughter, Patricia.

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