Showing posts with label New Jersey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New Jersey. Show all posts

Friday, December 31, 2021

2021 RECAP

INTREPID TRAVELERS
Despite the promises made by the government to defeat this COVID pandemic it has raged on for yet another year, quelling much of our hope for distant shores. With variants of this deadly disease cropping up it was no wonder our travel was largely domestic, though we did manage a trip to Jamaica and then Janet traveled to England in October. The rest of our travels were in the United States. Ours is a vast country and we saw just a bit of it. 
Arizona
We drove down the Delmarva Peninsula to stay in Virginia Beach for a week. We drove to the New Jersey beach town of Sea Isle City to vacation for a week with our extended family. And, we flew to the Red Rock Country of Sedona, Arizona, taking a side trip out to the Grand Canyon one day.  
We wanted to do more and had planned to do more, and Lord knows we did our part to keep healthy; getting vaccinated as soon as possible and boosters as soon as they were available. Difficulty in traveling won out though and it was so much easier to stay in the United States. 
PROTOCOL SPEED BUMPS
Our lone international trip to Jamaica was relatively easy because of the Sandals Resort staff. This was our third time staying at a Sandals and we value the attention to detail they give their guests, which in this particular case was providing free COVID testing for the return and promising to put us up free of charge if we had to quarantine first. They even contacted us to ensure the paperwork required by Jamaica was properly filled out.
Seals Memorial,
Virginia Beach

A LONG AND WINDING ROAD.
Negotiating COVID protocol rules that have been changing weekly by oneself is a difficult task. We had wanted to travel to Malta and then to England, but discovered quickly the headaches of testing and quarantining for two separate countries. Plus, the normal flight that we take from Philadelphia to Manchester England had been cancelled by American Airlines forcing us to fly in and out of London, which was another whole set of logistical problems. So, we decided instead of Malta and England together, Janet was off to see the grandkids on her own. That way if she had to quarantine she had a place to stay for free. And, even traveling to England by herself was quite difficult because of the testing England required of her before and after her arrival. Without help from the English family members finding tests for her it would have been extremely difficult. 
Sandals Jamaica South Coast

YOU CAN'T GET THERE FROM HERE
There's nothing more discouraging than finding a great deal and not being able to take advantage of it. We had found a half-price sail from Variety Cruises though the Seychelles, but then the Omicron variant from South Africa broke out. We had sailed with Variety in Costa Rica and Panama and knew it would have been a great experience, but that outbreak stopped us in our tracks. 
REBOUND YEAR?
So, 2021 was a long malingering crapshoot and there's no guarantee '22 will be any different. But, fingers crossed, we are planning plenty of international trips this year. We are traveling to the Canary Islands in April, Barbados in May, and Fiji in September. We'll keep you posted! 
Thanks for reading
love Janet and greg
© 2022 by Greg Dunaj  

Monday, September 28, 2020

WILDWOOD - AGAIN!

PANDEMIC TRAVEL
It may be a big world out there, but in today’s time of COVID there’s really no opportunity to see it. So, your favorite sexiest traveling duo has been staying closer to home than we normally would and when we do venture out, we carefully practice social distancing protocols, wearing masks while avoiding huge crowds, or even sparse crowds.
Janet looking safe

Sounds like a lot of thought and work just to relax I know, but the alternative is sitting at home with the shades drawn hoping no one comes to knock on the door.  And, although we are adventurous, we also want to be health conscious and there’s no sense tempting fate. Eventually this virus will be controlled, or defeated and there’s no need to be brazen and flaunt our “freedom” by shirking our responsibility to protect ourselves only to say “oops” if we get sick from the COVID.  Don’t like “oops”.
 
So, because of COVID we have repeated a destination, something we are loathe to do as it IS a big world out there and there is a lot to see. In September 2019 we traveled to Wildwood, NJ and returned there earlier this month. In both cases we went for a few days after Labor Day to enjoy the last vestiges of summer. September after Labor Day is a great time to visit the Jersey Shore. The weather is still great and most importantly the crowds are gone. 
Me being stupid

Last year a few days visiting Wildwood was an easy side jaunt during a frenetic year of traveling. In 2019 we had already been to the Florida Keys and England and Croatia and later we vacationed in The Bahamas. Getting to Wildwood is easy, a relatively short car ride and because it was after the season, the price of the condo we rented through AirBnB dropped.



SEE YOU IN SEPTEMBER  
This year the yen to travel remained and Wildwood proved to be the most viable destination, because we were now familiar with the area and it would be easier to avoid crowds. Plus, it was inexpensive! We rented the same condo and spent our days sitting on the beach, swimming in the ocean that was still protected by lifeguards, eating pizza and ice cream and going for long walks on the boardwalk. We were able to get out of the house, relax and think the world was normal again. But, we stayed far away from anyone else and while on the boardwalk we wore masks.

Of course, missing are the boardwalk attractions and rides shuttered down for the season including the Sightseeing Tramcar that tootles shoobies up and down the boardwalk periodically emitting a “Watch The Tram Car Please” warning. Over the years when she spoke about Wildwood, a place I had never been to previously, Janet would mimic the warning in a monotone nasally voice, which I thought was silly. But, this year we actually arrived the afternoon of Labor Day Monday and although the boardwalk and beach were far too crowded for us and we did not linger long, I did briefly get to see and hear that tram car trundle pass. We did not dare to ride it though. 

Here’s a FOUR HOUR LOOP of that Tram Car. I lasted 30 seconds…..
Our condo was cheap clean quiet and was just a block from the beach and we basically had the condo to ourselves. I think I would never want to visit here when the summer season is in full swing, regardless of a pandemic. 

Saturday, June 7, 2014

THE EAGLE HAS LANDED

While I was growing up the Bald Eagle, symbol of America, was on the endangered list for extinction. This majestic raptor was once very common throughout the United States, but their numbers steadily dwindled from loss of habitat and competition for food from human westward expansion. By the late 1800’s their numbers were already in sharp decline, but then were further decimated with the use of DDT and other pesticides. This weakened their eggshells which were often crushed during incubation. On the Fourth of July, 1976, our country’s bicentennial anniversary, the Bald Eagle was officially placed on the endangered list by the US Fish and Wildlife Service. 

For a kid growing up in New Jersey the Bald Eagle was truly just a symbol and not a “sighting”. Unless I visited a zoo, or traveled out west somewhere or got up to Alaska, where most of the Bald Eagle population now resides, I had no hope of seeing one.


That has changed. The Bald Eagle’s numbers have risen since the banning of DDT in 1972 and Federal and State conservation laws protecting the animal and its habitat. Once down to under 500 nesting pairs in the continental U.S. the numbers have risen to over 10,000 nesting pairs. In 1995 the US Fish and Wildlife Service upgraded the Bald Eagle’s status to “threatened” and in 2007 removed from the endangered species list. Seeing a Bald Eagle in the area is now plausible. Although not as plentiful as they were before the European invasion of North America, when they may have numbered up to half a million, the Bald Eagle population is coming back. Readers of this blog may remember a trip Team VFH made this past January to the Conowingo Dam in northern Maryland.  Large numbers of Bald Eagles winter there feeding on fish that get sucked through the turbines on this Susquehanna River edifice. But now it is possible to see Bald Eagles and not have to leave New Jersey!

At the northern end of my hometown of Lambertville, NJ there is currently a nesting pair of Bald Eagles. There is at least one eaglet. They have made their aerie on a power line tower near the Route 202 bridge. Walk along the towpath and right where the canal passes over the Alexauken Creek you can see the nest in the tower to the west. Bring a chair and enjoy this wonderful display and sigh with pleasure knowing that few animals ever make it back from the very brink of extinction.
(c) 2014 Deborah Faust

In deference to this nesting pair the 14th annual Civil War re-enactment weekend at the Holcombe-Jimison Farmstead Museum, just north of the power line aerie, will NOT be firing off their cannons. The eaglets will not be disturbed. Please note because of this event there is no free parking usually found in the area beside the 202 bridge. You can still park for free in town and enter the towpath at Elm Street and head north.

If you’re interested in getting something to eat and still want to see the eagles, visit Ed and
Debbie at the Homestead Farm Market. The market is on Main Street in Lambertville. At the Homestead you can buy lunch, fresh produce, drinks, some of the best apple pie on this earth and flowers and then ask if you can look through their telescope aimed right at the nest. It’s free and although supposedly only out Tuesday through Saturday, if you ask Ed in a nice way he’ll set it up for you.

If you can’t make it to Lambertville or you need a daily fix of Bald Eagle antics there are several webcams on the internet, most notably, for me, is the Duke Farms Eagle cam. In operation since 2008, 8 million viewers have watched the male and female return every year to the same nest.

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

LET THEM EAT CAKE

FRENCHTOWN
This is the second of our 8 part series visiting New Jersey sites of a particular statue honoring soldiers from World War 1. This year marks the 100 year anniversary of the start of this war. The extremely detailed “Spirit of the American Doughboy” Viquesney statue features a soldier striding forward into “No Man’s Land” holding a grenade above his head in his right hand and carbine in his left. The soldier carries a backpack and a gas mask pouch is across his chest. He steps between two tree trunks and the original statue had barbed wire laced between them. Around 300 of these statues were erected throughout the country to honor our war heroes and approximately 140 are known to still survive. New Jersey has eight.

The surviving statues are in various conditions. The last statue we visited in Secaucus was sort of leaning. The Frenchtown statue is in better shape, having been refurbished and cleaned a number of years ago and with a replacement bayonet added in the mid-90’s. This particular memorial and its “Spirit” statue honors 43 men from the Frenchtown area who served in the war and stands on the grounds of a local elementary school on Harrison Street, also known as Route 619.

THINKING of VISITING?
LOCATION
Frenchtown is one of several charming little Delaware River towns in New Jersey, all of which are potential destinations by themselves. It is a few miles north of my hometown of Lambertville, so technically this truly is a “vacation from home” as I personally consider all of this in my backyard. Why, just getting to Frenchtown is a joy as it is at the northern end of a scenic driving byway recognized by both the state and federal governments. The byway is basically route 29 and offers wonderful views of the Delaware River as it passes through historically important towns like Raven’s Rock, Stockton, Lambertville, Titusville and Washington’s Crossing State Park on the way to Trenton 34 miles south. Following an old track bed of the Belvidere-
Delaware River scenic byway
Delaware Railway and the old towpath of the Delaware and Raritan Canal there is a multi-use trail that goes the entire length of the byway and is ideal for running or biking, as long as you don’t mind dodging deer or an occasional snapping turtle on the wooded Delaware & Raritan Canal Park trail. Ending in Frenchtown are Routes 513, 12, which starts in Flemington, and 619 which goes north along the river towards Milford. Directly across the Delaware is Uhlerstown, Pennsylvania. An earlier entry of this blog talked about the Tinicum Park Polo Club just south from Frenchtown on the Pennsylvania side. The club holds matches at the park nearly every Saturday May through to October. Opening Day is May 17 this year.
slow down...
The Spirit of the American Doughboy memorial is on the grounds of the Frenchtown Elementary School on Harrison Street, which is also Route 619. If you come from Route 12 or 29, make your way to Bridge Street and then head north onto Harrison Street. A word of caution, the speed enforcement is spirited in Frenchtown and limits are strictly monitored, especially along Harrison Street and even more so near the school. Perhaps you should plan your trip when school is not in session where the speed limit drops to 15 mph? There is plenty of parking on the street or nearby. The school and the memorial are at the north end of town, near 8th street. It is a quiet town with many beautifully painted Victorian homes set on large lots. The downtown area features many shops, galleries and restaurants. It is a pleasant place. Some call the town a secret treasure. Frenchtown and its environs are well worth a day or overnight trip. There are several charming B&B’s in the area and although it is very rural here, New York City and Philadelphia are little more than an hour’s drive away.

(The Short) HISTORY                                                                              
The normally placid Delaware River has been a huge influence throughout the history of America. Today bridges cross the river in several places from Philadelphia to the New York state border, but during the colonial era commerce and people were transported across the river by ferries. Often the ferries were little more than a dock and boat and the site was named for the owner of the ferry at the time. The original name for my hometown, Lambertville, was Coryell’s Ferry and Frenchtown went by names like Calvin’s Ferry, Mechlenberg’s Ferry and Prigmore’s Ferry among others. Because Frenchtown’s ferry was so strategic during the revolutionary war the owner and his employees were exempt from militia duty. A grist and saw mill had started up in the area at that time and the growing settlement was called Sun Beam. Years later members of a prominent Huguenot family from Switzerland (although some have said they were from Belgium), arrived in the area and purchased large tracts of land. The (very short version) of the story says they were fleeing the French Revolution and its Reign of Terror and somehow settled on this western edge of New Jersey. Over the years Paul Henri Mallet-Prevost and his family became prominent members of Sun Beam and he even served as a justice of the peace. Because of his accent and his stature in town neighbors began to refer to Sun Beam as Frenchtown a mistake that has endured all these years.

Frenchtown embraces its small “mistake” to this day with a Bastille Day celebration every July.



ATTRACTIONS, FOOD and DRINK
FRENCHTOWN
Most of Frenchtown’s business district is centered on a two block stretch of Bridge Street and Race Street, where many little shops and galleries are found, some with “French” motifs. Two yearly Christmas gift destinations for me in town are The Left Bank Home décor store and Sunbeam Toys, both on Bridge Street. Frenchtown lends itself to meandering strolls as it is quiet with little nuggets or stores or galleries worth exploring. There is parking along the towpath near the river just past the Bridge Café and along Bridge Street. Just park your car and start poking around.

Just south of town along Route 29 is the Frenchtown Roller Rink. It’s a dinky little place where my kids would go to skate when they were younger. Incredibly, this ancient relic recently produced two Olympians, Kyle Carr and Chris Creveling. They were inline speed skaters who transitioned to ice and competed in short-track speedskating in the recent winter Olympics in Sochi, Russia. Both Olympians started on the Frenchtown Speed Team when they were around 10 years old. In Sochi Creveling took silver with the Men’s 5000 meter relays.  The cash only rink is open throughout the week in the afternoon and evenings. Check their website for times and prices.

Over the past ten years the Delaware has flooded several times and will swell with winter melt or after storms. Residents of the river towns always keep an eye on the capricious Delaware and conversations in coffee shops often hover around its antics, but most of the time the Delaware is a placidly flowing, shallow river. During the summer the river brims with kayakers, canoers and tubing. Located in the same parking lot as the Frenchtown Rolling Rink is the Delaware River Tubing Company, where one can rent equipment. With your rental fee you get a couple of hot dogs at the RIVER HOT DOG MAN where you have to stand in line knee deep in the Delaware to get your food. There are several other rental houses on both sides of the Delaware, but this is the closest one to Frenchtown. This is a wonderful way to spend a lazy summer afternoon on the Delaware.


At the bottom of the hill is a parking lot and boat launch area for your own watercraft.

Food in Frenchtown is eclectic.  There are fancy places like the Frenchtown Inn, on Bridge Street and diners like the Frenchtown Café which serves wonderful breakfasts. Prepare to wait in line here. Both are on Bridge Street. The Bridge Café is also nice for a light lunch. It is in a renovated station house that once served the Belvidere-Delaware Railway. They have outdoor seating on the former platform with great views of the river and bridge. The National Hotel on Race Street serves interesting and diverse cuisine like crabcakes and Lebanese small plate appetizers. There is an upstairs formal restaurant and bar and downstairs in the renovated cellar is the Rathseller. Sadly their selection of beers is pedestrian. Hopefully this will change soon. Cocina del Sol is a byob Mexican restaurant on Bridge Street.

Usually if I travel the distance upriver I will go a little further to Milford where the Ship Inn is located. They are NJ’s first brew pub since the prohibition era. Very British and very nautically themed, the Ship Inn has a small selection of British style beers brewed on the premises served in 20 oz. British sized pints. There’s usually a couple on hand pump. According to their website, their beer is never too cold and never too fizzy. The menu has several British inspired foods like Scotch Eggs and Cheese and Onion Pies and not so British Nachos. Go on
THE SHIP INN
Wednesdays for their Fish and Chips special, when a pint is included in the price. The Ship Inn is in a renovated Victorian, doesn’t have a television, but it has an open mic night every Tuesday and live entertainment on Saturday nights. The wood for the bar came from a two lane bowling alley that was once in the building. It has a tin ceiling and brick walls and seafaring things hanging from the walls and pewter mugs hanging above the bar. You can buy locally grown food at the Ship Inn and then have your growler filled for $5.00. This cozy, local joint is a personal favorite. If you pass through Frenchtown on Harrison Street to see the World War 1 memorial, you just keep going north until you come to a traffic light make a left and the Ship Inn is on your right.




 Thanks for reading... hope you'll visit. The next stop for our tour of the NJ World War 1 statues is Dover.

Thursday, March 13, 2014

The Jewel of the Meadowlands

SECAUCUS
This is the start of Vacations From Home’s tribute to our fallen heroes from WWI, the War to End All Wars. The global conflict began 100 years ago, with the United States entering the war in 1917. Many of the memorials remain to this day and approximately 10% of them feature the Spirit of the American Doughboy by E.M. Viquesney. New Jersey has eight of these unique statues and our first visit is to Secaucus.
Secaucus

Like many of the remaining “Spirit” statues, the memorial is on Municipal property. Here it stands in front of the town hall on Paterson Plank Road and the dedication is to Joseph Hassenforder, the only soldier from Secaucus to have died in the conflict. Corporal Hassenforder was killed on July 15, 1918 and is buried in the Oise-Aisne American Cemetery, about two miles outside Fere-en-Tardenois, France. The “Spirit” statue is remarkably detailed after all these years, but can use some attention as he is listing a bit to his right.  It is also an interesting golden color and looks like he has been painted.

THINKING OF VISITING?
LOCATION
Secaucus is a popular town. Every year thousands of people pass through it via Route 3 on their way to New York City, which is just 4 miles away, or zip along on the NJ Transit trains that stop at the Secaucus Junction on their way to Manhattan’s Penn Station. Looming across the Hackensack River, which is the town’s western border, is Metlife Stadium where the Giants and Jets play and where the Super Bowl was recently held. Football fans may recall the Jets in their heyday had their “Broadway” Joe Namath. Conversely when the NY Football Giants migrated to the Meadowlands, their quarterback at the time, Joe Piscarcik, was called “Paterson Plank” Joe. Paterson Plank Road is the main thoroughfare through Secaucus. Despite all these “visitors” to Secaucus, it was somewhat shocking to discover it is a lovely little town, like an eddy off a turbulent river. Secaucus is called the Jewel of the Meadowlands for good reason, and despite the traffic hurtling along the highway, there is block after block of neat clean homes and quiet streets. It is serene.


ATTRACTIONS and HISTORY
When I lived in Northern New Jersey, my first introduction to Secaucus (other than commuting through it) involved the numerous outlet shops that are dotted throughout the vast industrial area that comprises much of the town. Secaucus was one of the original “outlets”, a word and concept fairly deluded now. Many of the stores are actually distribution warehouses for the products they sell. It’s not very fancy, but good buys can be found. Go here for a map of available shops.

Before it was a shopping mecca and jewel of the Meadowlands, Secaucus was home to over 50 pig farms and the porkers vastly out-numbered humans. Between the pigs and the rendering plants; the farms supplied meat to Newark and New York; it was smelly. I remember the old joke: ““you smell caucus before you Secaucus.”  
The pigs are gone though and Secaucus is a little suburban town and home to a “Spirit of the American Doughboy” World War I memorial.

Another attraction is the Meadowlands Exposition Center on the westbound side of Route 3 that hosts varied events. Just recently the Great Beer Expo was held there and near there are many chain restaurants and some large stores like Wal-Mart are in this area. 
For future events at the Meadowlands Exposition Center:

Secaucus is also a good place for eco-tourism. The Hackensack River is the western border and there are trails throughout the meadowlands. One can rent canoes or kayaks, launch their own watercraft, or go on a guided tour of the marshlands offered by the Hackensack Riverkeeper, April through October.  It can be gritty though, with traffic whirring along the Turnpike, but it is so incredibly close to New York City. To see such natural beauty in the heart of this crowded metropolitan area is a fascinating world worth exploring. Of course, trail heads begin in places like… “next to the Stop ‘N Shop at the Mill Creek Mall” and perhaps fans of the Sopranos may feel this is a stomping ground for T’s crew, but that’s all fiction…right?
Jewel of the Meadowlands
Parking
Because of Secaucus’ proximity to NYC, be aware that parking is a premium. The Municipal Complex is on the corner of Paterson Plank Road and County Road with no available parking on those streets. The facility has free parking in the back of the building, but I would not leave the car there to go explore the rest of the town. Signs for permit parking for residents only are prevalent on the side streets. There are a number of timed parking spots further down Paterson Plank Road and there is a little strip mall a few blocks away that does not seem to have a time limit.

FOOD AND DRINK
You want local New Jersey flavor? Go to Charlie’s Corner, across Paterson Plank Road and down a few blocks from the memorial. It is a good, honest cash only dive bar patronized by nearly every New Jersey character possible. There are bikers and hipsters, young professionals and old coots like myself. It’s loud with a robust sound system and a stage in the middle of the circular bar that hints that Charlie’s was once a strip joint. Not sure of this, but they do play the music loud. The Strokes was pounding through the speakers the night I stopped in. The décor is busy with pictures of patrons plastered all over the walls and sparkly things hanging from the ceiling. Sadly it was just the usual suspects in the beer department and it’s not the sort of place you ask for a beer menu. I saw someone with a Brooklyn Lager and ordered that for $5.00. Charlie’s is a bit seedy, but worth the stopover. Charlie's is at 1254 Paterson Plank Road.


Charlie's Corner

A few good recommendations for cheap, decent food are all at the Plaza Center down the road from the memorial. It’s a strip mall where you can park for a while. There’s a good pizzeria that serves generous slices at Plaza Pizza and next door is Vito and Sons Italian bakery; great pastries and cookies as well as cold sandwiches. If you’re lucky they have fresh mozzarella for sale the day you visit.  But, by far my favorite place to eat is the Bagel Buffet at the far end of the plaza. It’s a great place for sandwiches and salads all at reasonable prices. It’s clean with plenty of tables. There are no waitresses. Instead you order at the counter and as you wait you can watch them prepare and bake bagels in a huge oven. After they are boiled the baker arranges them on moistened slabs of wood that rotate into the oven. It’s fascinating.

There are so many reasons to go to Secaucus.

The next stop on our New Jersey excursion will be Frenchtown.

Thanks for reading.





Thursday, February 20, 2014

Jersey Doughboys

This is not a military blog, but as the 100 year anniversary of the conflagration of the Great War approaches, Team VFH has thought to honor our fallen heroes with visits to the area’s WWI memorials. In an earlier entry we introduced you to the ubiquitous E.M. Viquesney statue, “Spirit of the America Doughboy”. It was produced in great quantities by the Indiana sculptor and roughly 300 were erected across the United States. There are approximately 140 still standing in various locales like town squares or parks and the relatively small state of New Jersey can boast it has eight. The statue is of an American Doughboy striding forward into “No-Man’s-Land”, holding a grenade in his right hand above his head. It is estimated by some historians and researchers that of all the WWI memorials erected 10% feature the Viquesney Doughboy.

To find statues in your area a good source is this database.

“Doughboy” is the nickname given the American Expeditionary Forces that flooded Europe when this country entered the war in 1917. There are many theories over the origin of the moniker. One comes from the Mexican-American War of 1916 when the dusty infantry were called "Adobes" by the cavalry, but the somewhat derisive nickname became very popular. If you are interested in reading further about the Doughboys and the AEF, here is a good website, 
HISTORY OF THE AMERICAN DOUGHBOY

New Jersey played a very important role in the war effort. Over 150,000 soldiers from NJ served in WWI and over 3,800 paid the ultimate sacrifice. Camp Merritt in Cresskill, NJ was a staging area for much of the AEF who were then deployed to Hoboken before being shipped overseas. Around 4 million soldiers passed through Camp Merritt during the war. NJ also contributed to the war through weapons materiel and shipbuilding. 

Okay, so perhaps only history buffs would be so inclined to visit these and similar memorials, although given the upcoming anniversary of the “War to End All Wars,” one should pay homage to our heroes. Understandably, endeavoring to trek to the towns that have a “Spirit” statue (and at least one that is similar, but NOT a Viquesney, in Verona) just to see the memorial may not be on the top of your list of things to do, but VFH has decided to sweeten the pot and lure you with things to do in or near these particular towns. Readers of this blog will know that we shall focus on places to eat and have a drink. Hopefully after following our antics, you too will be so inclined to take a road trip and amble through some New Jersey towns to see their Jersey Doughboys. Perhaps you will be inspired to search for "Spirit" memorials in your own neck of the woods. Remember the database is a good resource, and even the Smithsonian has a listing of known Viquesney statues to help you in your search.

Again, there are eight "Spirit of the American Doughboy" statues in New Jersey. They are in Belmar, Dover, Fair Haven, Frenchtown, Matawan, Perth Amboy, Roselle Park and Secaucus. We shall visit each one and report on our visit.

Our first stop will be Secaucus! 





Sunday, February 2, 2014

The Lost Generation

This year is the hundred year anniversary of the “War to End all Wars”. The spark that caused the conflagration more commonly known as World War 1 was the assassination of the Archduke Franz Ferdinand, heir to the Austria-Hungarian throne. Ferdinand and his wife were shot by Gavrilo Princip in Sarajevo, Yugoslavia on June 28, 1914. If you travel to Sarajevo you can see footprints etched in the sidewalk where Princip, a hero to the Yugoslav cause, fired his weapon and changed the world.
Princip's footprints

The ensuing diplomatic crisis from the assassination evoked international alliances forged by countries over decades and in a month the world was at war. The four year conflict between the Allied and Axis Powers quickly ground to a halt with trench warfare that saw the use of heavy artillery, machine guns, chemical weapons, barbed wire and, for the first time tanks and airplanes, all with deadly efficiency. Seventy million military personnel became embroiled in WWI and the world suffered at least 37 million military and civilian casualties.  Such bloodshed and devastation had never before been experienced at this scale and it had a lasting effect on the world, giving rise to a disaffected core of young men who were disillusioned after what some historians have termed an aimless, stupid war.

Gertrude Stein called them a “Lost Generation”.

The United States remained neutral even after the Lusitania was sunk by German U-Boats in 1915 with the loss of 128 American lives, but after January 1917 when the Germans sunk a number of U.S. merchant ships, war was declared on the Axis powers.  The American Expeditionary Forces, more commonly known by the enduring nickname “Doughboys” made a difference in the war. Major battles included Cantigny, Belleau Wood, St. Mihiel and the Meuse-Argonne Offensive. In 1 ½ years of fighting the AEF suffered nearly 53,000 battle deaths and over 200,000 wounded.

Varied memorials to the veterans were erected in communities across the country as they welcomed home their wounded and honored their dead. The most common statue from the time is “The Spirit of the American Doughboy” created by a sculptor from Indiana, E.M. Viquesney. It is his most enduring and well known work and according to his records he created upwards of 300 of this statue, although this number may have been inflated by Viquesney. The statue is of a doughboy walking into “No Man’s Land”, that area between the trenches. Tree stumps and barbed wire are at his feet. He holds a grenade in his right hand over his head and a bayonetted carbine in his left. He has a square gas mask pouch on his chest, a backpack and wears a flat steel helmet. The details of the soldier are uniform through the various versions Viquesney created, either in copper, stone or zinc.

Though this detailed statue shows him approaching battle a Viquesney quote said: “I do not
SPIRIT
urge the building of war memorials to perpetuate war, but to impress on American Youth the desirability of peace.”

Other similar statues of the American Doughboy were erected, but it is Viquesney’s that is the most common. Production of the statue began in the 1920’s through to the mid-30’s. Some no longer exist, others have been moved or some are missing parts of the statue. In all 30 states had claimed a Viquesney statue at one time. Active restorations continue by those dedicated to the ubiquitous doughboy and a listing of the whereabouts of the Viquesney (and other) doughboys can be found on various websites as well as the Smithsonian. But, because Viquesney left an incomplete listing of where his doughboys were sent, no one knows for sure how many are there and some doughboy statues are mistaken for Viquesney’s.

This year, as part of the Wounded Warrior Project, Tour of Honor will ride in search of all of Viquesney’s Doughboys, and hopefully find a few not listed in any database. Regardless, this AMA (American Motorcycle Association) sanctioned Tour of Honor is a way some honor our heroes and help contribute to veterans’ causes. It begins April 1.

We at VFH chose to honor our fallen heroes in a different way. Nothing will get me on a motorcycle, but I shall endeavor to visit known Viquesney Doughboy sites in at least New Jersey. There are eight, mostly on municipal grounds or small parks at intersections. Come back for our ride and perhaps you can too honor our American Doughboys.