Update: Thanks to reader Tom, we now know that the boy is not selling canes, but rather Forbes Field pennants!
Wherein “professor” means “Bachelor’s in Business Administration” and “history” means “looking at old pictures.”
My good friend Jonathan Wander sent me this link ages ago and I’m just now getting to it. This is Forbes Field in 1912 and the great thing about the embiggened photo is that it is in such detail that you can really hunt around the picture and allow yourself to sink deep into this frozen Pittsburgh moment.
What is this boy selling? Walking canes?
Look at all the fancy cars and then down the way, there’s a horse-drawn carriage with a smart-looking driver in a top hat. SQUEEEE.
What are these boys selling? Are those newspapers? What are they speaking of to each other? Does all that litter bother them like it’s bothering me? Who are they? Who did they grow up to be? One of your grandfathers?
Those signs indicate that tickets to the Grand Stand are 75 cents, which is about $17 in today’s money.
I love it all so much my heart aches for no reason I can put my finger on. I’m so sorry my love for old Pittsburgh is becoming a burning, raging, hellfire obsession.
I promise not to bog the blog down too much with my finds. Not another one until Thursday. PROMISE!