We went in '93. And that was before I was really aware of all of the things I know now. It brought tears to my eyes to see how long that wall is and to know that those heroes gave all for ME, someone they didn't even know and never will. I'm sure I'd be a basket case if I went now, with the things I have learned since then.
I saw the Moving Wall. I went with a friend of mine - a Retired Marine Captain. He was in Viet Nam.