National World War I Memorial & Museum in Kansas City, Part I of II

With the annual history of medicine conference happening at the Westin Crown Center Hotel (named for the world Hallmark headquarters next door) and literally across the street from the National World War Memorial and Museum, how could I not go? I found a hole in my panel schedule one morning and navigated through a construction site to reach Penn Valley Park.

On one side was Union Station, one-time railroad gateway to The City of Fountains and The City of Champions.

On the other side of the street, a grassy lawn gently slopes upward toward the memorial that had opened in 1926 as the Liberty Memorial. The museum followed in 2006 and has been expanded since then.

There's a bas relief below the stele that I didn't get very good photographs of.

If there is not yet more construction, apparently you can approach the museum from this direction, but I had to walk the long way around to the south to find the sunken entrance.

Above: The parking lot is behind me from this perspective.

Below: After buying my ticket and dropping my bag and jacket off at Guest Services, I entered the museum via this glass bridge over a field of poppies.

For a small museum, there is a LOT of stuff and information, and I don't think anyone could look at all of it. There are big things like posters and artillery as well as small things like postcards and personal objects. There are large panels with general information about the war as well as smaller panels with specific details. There's a comprehensive timeline in the center of the space as well as many glass cases of clothing, weapons, implements of various kinds, etc.

Hardtack!

There are life-sized dioramas of British, German, and French trenches,

as well as a one toward the back about the trench as "one long grave."

The photo below is part of a quotation about the experience of being shelled.

(Maybe from Ernst Junger? I forget.)

There are three well-done films about the beginning the war, the middle of the war with an emphasis on the American perspective (uniforms below), and the aftermath.

I was interested of course in the medical side, which had a lot of details on the American side, with several cases of women's experiences. I didn't see anything about the influenza epidemic until I got to the gift shop, however.

I buzzed by the gift shop to pick up a book on the history of food and the war that I somehow hadn't already read, as well as a poppy pin and a "food as ammunition" magnet before hurrying back to the conference hotel. Luckily, I was able to come back after the conference ended to see some of the special exhibits. (See Part II.)