Did it as a kid, as well. In fact, it’s been so long that I’ve been up the Monument, I don’t think I’ve ever gone up in the elevator.
My strongest recollection of the climb up the stairs is the old graffiti — an American and Roman obsession, it would seem.
I saw the lightning strike from the golf course at Haines Point.
One day, I was sitting on the bus, with my golf clubs, when the Vice Principal came by and said, how was your round today Bob. I said, terrible as usual, but fun nonetheless.
His reply was; perhaps your golf skills is a sign that you had better quit playing and attend school. I took the not to subtle hint. 😋
I was too busy trying to run up the stairs, after my dad posed the challenge, to notice what was upon the walls I guess. 🙂