The following story bears reading from the American Presidents blog. Which can be found at www.american-presidents.org
Margaret’s tireless treks across the world for American service men were a constant worry to her father. She would travel twenty miles down artillery-blasted roads to sing for two or three wounded soldiers, often after much bigger performances. By the end of the war, her outdoor concerts had strained her voice beyond repair, and the sights and experiences of battlefield horror prompted a nervous breakdown. Recuperating some months after the war at Grove Oak Inn in North Carolina, General John J. Pershing and his staff asked her to sing. When she told them how she had lost her singing voice, General Pershing rose and lifted his glass. “To Miss Wilson,” he said, “just as much a victim of war service as were the soldiers who filled this country’s hospitals.”
In her later years she was very involved in Indian Mysticism moving to India and spending the rest of her life there. She died in 1944. She was living on a stipend set up by her father in his will. She was happy and never wanted. So far from the days of singing for soldiers and world leaders. I think that time in India gave her much more happiness than singing.
Dad
In her later years she was very involved in Indian Mysticism moving to India and spending the rest of her life there. She died in 1944. She was living on a stipend set up by her father in his will. She was happy and never wanted. So far from the days of singing for soldiers and world leaders. I think that time in India gave her much more happiness than singing.
Dad