Frequently, I would look up from the book and image what it would be like to visit places like the great battlefields of the First World War

As life would have it - my wish came true.

One Saturday in the Somme area, I saw the sign leading to a British Military Cemetery. I called out to the occupant in the car that it was important for me to stop and take some photos.. Call it “my sentimental adventure. “I said.

That was all it took, from that day on I wanted to photograph each and every cemetery in Europe, during this journey I have learned more than more than I could have imagin

 

I  patiently and diligently roamed every sq foot looking at every  detail. During this time my Brother Gus called my attention to another Cemetery in the near distance, so after we all left one Cemetery for the next.  I then on that day planned to go to all of the Commonwealth War Graves in Europe.

That, plus all the other battlefields and War Cemeteries I could find
A year later the day came where I would spend a entire week in the somme. I boarded the airplane in Houston, got off in Paris and then entered into world filled with history and a passion to learn.

Seven years later I am more passionate about this than ever before, at the start, I was in a new world; learning everything I could. Sometimes there was just too much to learn.
Now sever years later, I feel like I am going back to a place that I know and can understand, a place that so many people died and double that number suffered so much for a greater cause. A place where the United States sent its youth and asked no land in return other than land to bury her dead… a Place where British Empire sent its youth to defend a nation and lost a entire generation.