We packed out bags tonight. The week went so quickly, and it wasn’t about me – it was about Margaret and her family. Still, I want to share this photo of Margaret and me.
Today was a “free” day, and I spent it walking. I walked from Union Station to the Lincoln Memorial and beyond to the Vietnam Memorial Wall.
And then I followed Independence Avenue, turned right on 14th until I found the Holocaust Museum. The experience is beyond words.
Tomorrow is our travel day home.
In a conversation with Margaret’s son Clif this morning, I talked about how the experience was too big to process. But my eyes began to tear thinking about it, and so I know I’m beginning to understand.