Memorials

After the Holocaust Museum, we went on a big trail, and saw the Vietnam Memorial, the Korean Memorial, and MLK Memorial. Let us first start with the Vietnam.

We were walking on the trail (more like a sidewalk going all around DC) and out in the foreground we could see what looked like a wall. It was black and it looked as if to be reflecting. We went further, and saw that it started little, and as it went downhill, it got taller and taller. Then, there was a corner, and another wall went uphill, getting smaller and smaller. There was also names on it. Many, many names. A guy there said that it started on the east wall (at the corner part) and went on and on. Then, at the end, it took off on the little part of the west wing. He said it was people who died all the way from 1959 to 1975. It was so sad to see all of these people who died. All of their names.

It was very sad to see.

We also saw the huge WWII memorial, with

the reefs and the names of states, and the big pool with two fountains. It was very pretty.

We went on the sidewalk/trail some more, and then came to a pool, and many army men in ponchos carrying things. This was the Korean War Memorial. On a wall parallel to the men, there was carvings and images in the wall. It looked interesting.

It was very emotional to see all those that died for our country in the war. I now salute all veterans and acknowledge that I appreciate them.

Then, we got close to the Potomac River, and saw two rocks separated, and a stone a little in front of them. On either side of these rocks were a wall with quotes. I jogged to the front of the rock, and on one side of it was the words: Out of a mountain of despair, a stone of hope.

I looked on the front, and there was Martin Luther King Jr, the pastor from Atlanta that led the Civil Rights Movement. It was big, tall, and inspiring. It was right on the water, looking at D.C., and the Washington Monument.

It was amazing to me that one person changed so many lives, and as I read his quotes, it made me smile, and nod my head in happiness. He sounded like a cool guy.

So, we left the MLK and went home, and had Dad's famous pot roast with potatoes, tomatoes, onions, and beef. It was very good. For Mom's b-day, we got her a Crock Pot, so Dad cooked it in that. It boiled for a few hours while we were gone, so it was ready when we got back.

I HAD A DREAM last night,

Andrew.