I had time recently to walk by many of the memorials in Washington, D.C. One of the most moving for me is the Vietnam Memorial – a wall of names memorializing lives cut far too short. On this day I saw a young boy standing on the shoulders of a man and making an etching of someone’s name. I have in my mind all three are related, and the name he was capturing is a man he never got to know.
That is such a wonderful memorial. I took my favorite photo of my dad standing in front of it. He didn’t do an etching, but he was standing in front of the name of a man he flew with while in that war. If I can find it, I’ll scan it and show it to you.
While it’s moving to see the grand memorials for other wars, to have this one have the names makes it so personal.