I have mixed emotions about this picture. He came up to my cab looking for some money, which he got, but I felt compelled to take a picture of a man who had lost everything. I know he may have had a rough childhood and taken to the bottle at an early age, but I also can’t help but wonder if he had served his country many years earlier. If he was 60 when I took this picture, he would have been 18 in 1944. He could have seen things no one should have in Europe or the South Pacific, and he certainly could have been old enough to have served in Korea. I realize it’s total conjecture, but I think many of the poor men who ended up on the Bowery, were at one point soldiers…
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Very moving picture….I think there will be a lot more like him in the future.
The comment makes the essence of this print, which makes an impact itself upon my compassionate side. And how many real heroes have been swallowed up by the over-powering anonymity that you can only find……in the Bowery?