Walking in history’s footsteps

By: sonofabeach96

Oct 09 2015

Category: Uncategorized


Having a great time in DC.  The boys are loving it and aren’t really complaining about the amount of walking necessary in this one-of-a-kind city.   In fact, it’s a city that begs to be seen by foot.  I love the history that awaits you around every corner, and, despite my general disdain for all things political, the importance and significance of this place is palpable from the moment you step foot off the Metro.

Speaking of the Metro, it’s one of the easiest public transit trains I’ve utilized.  Much easier to navigate than Chicago or New York and, even during morning rush hour, much less chaotic. We are staying in College Park, MD, about 30 miles north of the city.  Its a bustling little college town and full of energy.  There’s a parking garage at the train station and, once in route to DC, we only have to change trains once.  After switching lines, we are two stops from the Smithsonian station.  Upon coming up the stairs, we are right on The Mall, and everything is right there.

We spent most of yesterday seeing the monuments and memorials.  The Lincoln Memorial has been the boys’ favorite so far.  It’s an incredible site, and standing on the steps where Martin Luther King Jr. once stood and inspired a nation, looking down the length of the reflecting pool, one can almost feel the presence of that moment, and all the other seminal events that have taken place here.  The anti-war protests, the Aids Quilt display, the social unrest and protests, the citizens of this country standing up, utilizing our inalienable rights, and making our voices heard, all happened here, on the very spot we were standing.  It’s enough to give you goose bumps.  It’s tangible.  And it makes you proud to be an American.

And to walk around the Vietnam Memorial, in hushed reverence, and understated simplicity, was tear inducing.  To watch family members take pencil and paper and etch the name of their loved one, who’s life was needlessly erased.  To see flowers and notes laid at the base of the wall.  To see photographs of those men propped against the wall, and to leaf through the registry in book form that is as thick as a dictionary.  It’s sobering and overwhelming.  We were thus afforded the opportunity to discuss with our boys the implications of war and the senselessness of devastation it causes, even 40 years after the fact.

We feel blessed to have this chance to teach our boys the history of “us”.  To show them our nations capital, to feel the bustle of this city of world-wide importance, to see some political dignitary getting a police escort while riding in a black Suburban.  It’s like being cast in all the movies we’ve all seen, that have this unique place as their backdrop.  It’s been terrific thus far.  Today is the Smithsonian day.  We’ll see all we can, and exhaust these inexhaustible banshees.  More history, adventure, and fun on tap.

9 comments on “Walking in history’s footsteps”

  1. So glad you are having a good time!!

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  2. It is an amazing place. Great photo.

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  3. I live about 30 minutes away from DC, its awesome!

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    • That one shot looked like the moon. I’ve made it known I believe in paranormal stuff. Wouldn’t surprise me at all. Although, orbs in photos can sometimes just be light refracting in the camera lense.

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  4. Goosebumps reading this!! So glad you appreciated and enjoyed these amazing sites. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg :). Hope you guys get to go back!

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    • Oh yeah, we’ll go back. It’s only about 8 hours drive for us. That’s actually shorter time than we’re accustomed to. You’re right, we only saw a fraction of what we wanted to. Great city! 😃

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