The next two are from the World War II Memorial. I was so moved by it--it's a beautiful tribute to the men and women who so proudly served our country during that era. It made me miss my Grandpa, too. He fought in the Pacific during the war. Ironically enough, I didn't know that until my sister told me. It was something that was never discussed, but apparently, my Grandma mentioned it once. Just once. And dear old Grandpa isn't here to answer the hundreds of questions I have running through my head.
Another statue shot. This memorial statue haunts me. I've seen it a few times and I still get chills. This time around, I also got angry, because there was a tour group and there were kids climbing inside the chains that go around the memorial. One kid was in there with his father. I thought it was rude and disrespectful. I don't get that. I just don't. This is a place to honor those who served this country and people literally walk all over it.
This is from the Korean War Memorial. I didn't see this the last time I was there nine years ago. This memorial is haunting. The wall next to it is a smattering of images carved in granite. From a distance, it look like smudges of paint, but as I got closer, I could see the pictures in the wall. The statues are sort of out of proportion, but the when you look at them head on, they look amazing. I will say that it's very eerie. The air around this memorial seems to reverberate with unseen force--perhaps the souls of lost men.
Last shot--pretty neat, huh? Except the guy standing down at the end refused to move. Ah well.