Today I spent some time in DC. I wanted to see how the public was responding to Veterans Day weekend. I sat and soaked it in from several locations watching people and trying to understand why there were there and at some level, how they were feeling.
It was heart warming.
There were hundreds of men wearing military uniforms, jackets or insignia hats of identity.
Each location was a little different. At the world War II monument some were quietly reflective or searching for their state displayed on the monument walls. Many families and loved ones came stood in awe in the immensity of what the location represented. Most vets had a warm look on their face as if to say I am proud and grateful to be here.
The Viet Nam Memorial carries a heavier sadness. It is very quiet there and people are deeply intrespective. This wound seems to never close and the men who come there are a harder
deeply reflective group. One can only wonder what is in their minds and they pass by this long black marble wall.
There is a quiet but immense respect for all men/women who served during this time. There is still a great deal of pain here.
The Lincoln Monument was a behive of activity with hundreds of visitors. The most touching part of this day was watching the senior vets dressed in their military splendor.
They were just visiting the site strolling around taking it all in.
Many visitors would respectfully approach and then ask permission to take a picture with them. This went on all afternoon. They were being treated like royality. It was well deserved.
The senior Vets would walk up to one another and introduce themselves It would be like a family reunion with laughter and endless warm smiles. It was great to see complete strangers recognize and embrace a bond of life, duty and service.
It seems that the public has a refreshed, increased respect and admiration for our soldiers and military personel who have served in the past and are currently serving today.
It looks like things are finally getting back to the way they should be.
It was a good day in DC
It was heart warming.
There were hundreds of men wearing military uniforms, jackets or insignia hats of identity.
Each location was a little different. At the world War II monument some were quietly reflective or searching for their state displayed on the monument walls. Many families and loved ones came stood in awe in the immensity of what the location represented. Most vets had a warm look on their face as if to say I am proud and grateful to be here.
The Viet Nam Memorial carries a heavier sadness. It is very quiet there and people are deeply intrespective. This wound seems to never close and the men who come there are a harder
deeply reflective group. One can only wonder what is in their minds and they pass by this long black marble wall.
There is a quiet but immense respect for all men/women who served during this time. There is still a great deal of pain here.
The Lincoln Monument was a behive of activity with hundreds of visitors. The most touching part of this day was watching the senior vets dressed in their military splendor.
They were just visiting the site strolling around taking it all in.
Many visitors would respectfully approach and then ask permission to take a picture with them. This went on all afternoon. They were being treated like royality. It was well deserved.
The senior Vets would walk up to one another and introduce themselves It would be like a family reunion with laughter and endless warm smiles. It was great to see complete strangers recognize and embrace a bond of life, duty and service.
It seems that the public has a refreshed, increased respect and admiration for our soldiers and military personel who have served in the past and are currently serving today.
It looks like things are finally getting back to the way they should be.
It was a good day in DC
