We saw these presumably Muslims on the sidewalk as we drove through D.C. Note the shoes--evidently you cannot pray properly if the soles of your feet are clad.
We were among hundreds, perhaps thousands, of people who visited the Lincoln Memorial that day.
I was fortunate to be standing nearby when these cute little urchins posed on the steps of the Lincoln Memorial.
The bulk of people camped out on the west end of the Mall were waiting for the big fireworks display scheduled for that evening. These folks consented to having their photo taken.
Every time I am in D.C., I stop at the Vietnam Memorial.
Reed points to the name of Lowell G. Hardmeyer, one of the 58,000 U.S. troops killed in that conflict. Lowell graduated from high school one year ahead of me. Three of his classmates, Ron McNeill, Gary Klein, and Stanley Ottmar also died in Vietnam. If I had been old enough to vote in 1968, I would have cast my ballot for Richard Nixon because he promised he had a "secret plan" for ending the war. That "plan" resulted in the unnecessary deaths of 20,000 young men.
Another memorial I had not seen before was this one dedicated to veterans of the Korean Conflict. The drizzly weather made the scene more realistic and eerie. We capped off the evening by watching the fireworks display from the backyard of the Washington Cathedral. The weather did not cooperate and the skies were overcast but we enjoyed it anyway. On Saturday, we headed southeast to Brent and Andrea's.