My sister and I were playing in a stream in a field near our house when we heard several fire sirens sounding. There was more than one so we knew something big was up. We ran as fast as we could to our house. Our mother met us at the door in tears saying, "The war is over!" After dinner the whole family went to our church for a service of thanksgiving. Afterwards, my father and mother went back to Philadelphia to celebrate. Mother always wondered why Dad wanted to go back into the city until she found out that when WWI ended, Dad was on duty at Ft. Monroe, VA and couldn't celebrate.