I’m going to the District of Corruption with my Dad in mid to late September. He’s 73 and never saw the changing of the guard at the tomb of the unknown soldier, plus he wants to see the Iwo Jima monument, and the Vietnam wall. I get another trip to Mount Vernon, and we’ll both get to the Archives to see the Declaration of Independence, Bill of Rights, and the Constitution. We both agreed we don’t want to see the vegetable in the White House.
Make sure you have tissues for the inevitable tears when you visit the Wall. Very moving.
Eight of my high school classmates died in Viet Nam. I found all their names on the Wall. How could I not cry?