Every great dream begins with a dreamer.
you have within you the strength,
the patience, and the passion
to reach for the stars
to change the world.
I'd always wanted to go to the Lincoln Memorial at night. After marching with so many beautiful humans that day, it felt like the perfect night ...
Those who deny freedom to other,
deserve it not for themselves;
and, under a just God,
can not long retain it.
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America will never be destroyed from the outside.
If we falter and lose our freedoms,
it will be because we destroyed ourselves.
Nearly all men can stand adversity,
but it you want to test a man's character,
give him power.
It will be found an unjust and
unwise jealousy to deprive a man of his natural liberty
upon the supposition he may abuse it.
The Lincoln Memorial is inspiring and charged with an incredible energy that's hard to describe. The Vietnam memorial is very different experience. Like the Lincoln Memorial it feels like a sacred space, but so very quiet and solemn, as if you are surrounded by the thousands of souls lost in those years. You can't help but weep walking through and reading the names ...
"The Vietnam Veterans Memorial Wall provides one of the National Mall’s most powerful scenes. In truth, the “wall” is actually made up of two identical walls that each stretch 246 feet and 9 inches, containing more than 58,000 names. The names are listed in chronological order based on the date of casualty, and within each day, names are shown in alphabetical order."
"Just south of the Vietnam Veterans Memorial Wall is the Vietnam Women’s Memorial, which serves to commemorate the 265,000 women that served in the Vietnam War, many of whom worked as nurses. The 2,000 pound bronze structure stands 15 feet tall and depicts three women attending to a wounded soldier, reflecting the unity required during the struggle of the war."
"The third part of the Vietnam Veterans Memorial is The Three Soldiers (also known as The Three Servicemen) bronze statue, another moving reminder of the disparate groups that had to come together during the Vietnam War. Each of the three soldiers stands seven feet tall, situated on top of a one-foot granite base. One is European American, one is African American and the other is Hispanic American, with the statue arranged as if to show the three soldiers gazing upon the Memorial Wall at the names of their fellow comrades."
There is a certain enthusiasm in liberty,
that makes human nature rise above itself,
in acts of bravery and heroism.
United States Treasury
I looked at my hands to see if I was the same person.
There was such glory over everything.
The sun came up
like gold through the trees,
and I felt like I was in heaven.
There are seasons in every country
when noise and impudence pass current for worth;
and in popular commotions especially,
the clamored of intruded and factious men
are often mistaken for patriotism.
The White House
The Washington Monument
If the freedom of speech is taken away
then dumb and silent we may be led,
like sheep to the slaughter.
The World War II Memorial
We didn't have a lot of time and couldn't see everything we would have liked to have seen, but I had to go pay my respects at the WWII Memorial. When I was a hospice volunteer at the VA years ago, most of my guys were vets from the second world war. I was not sure how emotional I'd be. Mostly, Lauren and I walked around it separately. It was raining and quiet and I only saw a couple of other people around there.
So many things went through my mind, being there. Seeing the names of the places, the battles ... I thought of stories they'd told me of being in the Pacific, of rescue missions and quonset huts, and coming in at Normandy Beach. I started crying.
I thought of my guys who had survived the war but were now gone and how I missed them, and then I started thinking of everyone who didn't survive that war and the Holocaust. I looked around at the memorial and started to think how crazy human beings are, and that throughout history we keep doing these horrible things to each other. Then I was really crying.
Today the guns are silent.
A great tragedy has ended. A great victory has been won.
The skies no longer rain death --
the seas bear only commerce-
men everywhere walk upright in the sunlight.
The entire world is quietly at peace.
~General Douglas MacArthur
Our debt to the heroic men and valiant women
in the service of our country
can never be repaid.
They have earned our undying gratitude.
America will never forget their sacrifices.
~Harry S. Truman
I was melancholy leaving D.C. It was still cold and rainy. I had all of these mixed emotions. It had been an emotional roller coaster weekend. The march was such a high and so inspiring and energizing, as was going to the National Museum of Women in Art. (I'll have to get to that in my next post.)
Guard against the impostures
of pretended patriotism.
Our flight to the West Coast was actually out of Philly, so we drove to Baltimore, dropped our rental car, and took the train to Philadelphia. And drank wine on the train. I looked at my photos and we talked about all the great things that happened and all the wonderful people we met and I started feeling hopeful again.
Happiness and moral duty
are inseparably connected.
AND we were going to Philadelphia!
Philadelphia Train Station
We hopped in a taxi and off we went. What could we see in about an hour?
Liberty, when it begins to take root,
is a plant of rapid growth.
The Rocky Steps, outside the Philadelphia Museum of Art. Lauren downloaded the Rocky theme and the runner we grabbed held up that phone in one hand playing the music, and my phone to record in the other!
As you can see we were cracking ourselves up! And, no one has ever seen Philly that fast!
And the next morning ...
This Land is Your Land
I leave you, hoping that the lamp of liberty
will burn in your bosoms
until there shall no longer be a doubt
that all men are created free and equal.
Blessings and light