This ship.

At the height of WWII there were 2300 men living on it in very close quarters, for months and months on end.

From what I saw today, it would have been a very monochromatic life….

of silver….

of off-white….

and of course, of battleship gray….

Were it not for the occasional glimpse of a sunrise or sunset above deck or the occasional “pop” of red, a sailor might very well think the world had been washed clean of color.

Except for this reminder and what it represents….the reason they all went war in the first place.