I took these images to help us remember that the spirit of the boys is still with us, and I believe it still roams the cobblestone streets of Hoboken. The photos were shot in some of the oldest parts of Hoboken, which date back to before 1918. They were taken at the train station, the ferry terminal and in the alleys to help us imagine how it must have looked, and how it felt a hundred years ago as these brave boys were getting ready to ship off, some to never come back home. My hope is that these photos help us all imagine the courage it must have taken for these brave young men to leave home and fight in the First World War.
As our talents and powers grow in the world, we like to think that we live in special times and that we are very different from our past and from our fathers and mothers. I guess it’s because we see photos of the past in black and white, we assume that their world was in black in white. Obviously it wasn’t—the color of their sky was the same color as ours, and in some places, even brighter. We are not so different from them, and it is up to us to look back, so that we can see how to move forward. Children of soldiers from the Great War are still alive today, and if we stop for a brief moment in our busy digital lives and think about it, a hundred years ago wasn’t that long ago at all.