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:usaflag:Monuments seen on the Mall
- Thread starter RustyNTX
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There are other monuments nearby. Three American soldiers of different races, helping each other, all brothers in battle. There is another of Nurses and Corpsmen aiding wounded. Further out is the Korea monument, with soldiers spread out in battle formation, advancing at the ready towards an unseen enemy. All very stirring. I was glad that I wore sunglasses that day, for my eyes flooded, The WWII monument was not yet there. I will return someday. I would like to participate in "The Run to the Wall" someday.
I got my mother into the car and we drove to DC. I parked down near the Lincoln Memorial and we walked over to the corner of the reflectng pool across from Alber Eisnteins statue. It was windy and cold, many people stood in the muddy center of the v formed by the black granite. We listened to the people as the monument was dedicated. We all stood and milled around in the mud and the rain. Up there near the center of the v but a few panels over, etched in Black Granite was my fathers name and rank. Looking to the right and the left and up and down they all become lost in the enormity of it. Over 50,000. Sons, brothers, fathers... So many, to many, and for what in the end? We walked away, my mother having seen her husbands name on the wall, me my fathers, in total silence. I've returned many a time, days and nights, but always overwhelmed by how they all blend into that dark mass...
Vietnam Memorial says something different to each who see's it. To me it brings back the melancholy and sadness of the loss of my father, a freind I played with up the street, and my best freind in high school. Yet those three names are but a tiny fraction of the names inscribed.
I liked the poem... I've seen the things in it. Go back the WWII monument is awe inspiring.
Vietnam Memorial says something different to each who see's it. To me it brings back the melancholy and sadness of the loss of my father, a freind I played with up the street, and my best freind in high school. Yet those three names are but a tiny fraction of the names inscribed.
I liked the poem... I've seen the things in it. Go back the WWII monument is awe inspiring.