The U.S. World War I Centennial Commission page on WWI nurses paints a bleak picture of conditions that volunteers such as McMullen likely endured.
“Most had never traveled beyond their hometown. Few had ever visited a foreign land. More than 10,000 sailed from American ports amid blackouts through U-boat-infested waters,” it says. “They slept in hammocks, trudged through knee-deep mud, lived in wooden barracks and sometimes even washed their hair in their own helmets. Enduring rain and snow, disease and danger from bombardment, they nursed more than 320,000 American soldiers sick and wounded.”
The Centennial Commission says that nurses started out working 12-hour shifts, but by the end of the war were working around the clock. “Many suffered from exhaustion. Some fell ill themselves,” reports the commission. “Many died of pneumonia, ear infections, dreaded Spanish influenza and more. A few died in automobile accidents and air raids. None died of combat related injuries.” The principal cause of death for nurses was disease.
Originally interred in a military grave in France, McMullen’s remains were brought back to the U.S. An Aug. 8, 1920, article in The Morning Call notes McMullen’s adoptive mother, Sarah Ursprung, had been notified by the War Department that her daughter’s remains were on their way to the states. Her body arrived in Allentown on Jan. 8, 1921, escorted by two uniformed guards.
Julia Stimson, a nurse who earned the Distinguished Service Medal for her WWI service and ultimately became a colonel in the Army, described the perseverance of nurses like McMullen in the field:
“They are working terribly hard, sleeping with helmets over their faces and enamel basins on their stomachs, washing in the water they had in their hot-water bags because water is so scarce, operating fourteen hours at a stretch, drinking quantities of tea because there is no coffee and nothing else to drink, wearing men’s ordnance socks under their stockings, trying to keep their feet warm in the frosty operating rooms at night, and both seeing and doing such surgical work as they never in their wildest days dreamed of, but all the time unafraid and unconcerned with the whistling, banging shells exploding around them. Oh, they are fine! One need never tell me that women can’t do as much, stand as much, and be as brave as men.”