The Newark Memorial Hospital in 1916 vs. 2016:
Haarith Alston-Taalib writes:
That one block was my world, my playground; I can visualize just about every house and the neighbors who lived on that block. All of my friends were from the middle to the end of the block. There were no houses across the street from me, just that hospital. I can still see the patients sitting outside in wheelchairs with nursing staff; the trucks making deliveries at the ramp across the street from my house. You don’t know what it did for me to see the photos of where I lived; it brought back a simpler time.
