On arrival we found a park ranger offering a talk to
visitors, focusing on the attitudes at home and the generally poor treatment of
returning soldiers. My brother confirmed
for the listeners some of the unhappy facts delivered by the ranger. Don was thinking of a helicopter pilot he
knew, Nickerson, who never came back. He
went to the wall to find his name among the 58,000-plus inscribed on the black
granite monolith. A tattered index book
pointed him to the appropriate wall section and soon enough he’d found the
man’s name.
After a long pause and a slow walk along the wall, we ambled
over to the Korean Memorial nearby and I learned about some of the ‘50s war
paraphernalia these larger-than-life figures were carrying on their backs. Both memorials are quite stunning and well
worth a stop no matter how brief your visit to ye olde capital city of America.
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