The District of Columbia World War I Memorial (on the left of the Reflecting Pool, as you face the Lincoln Memorial)
Sunset, World War II Memorial
Arlington Cemetery, with all the flags out on Memorial Day.
My husband and I were lucky enough to spend a year in Washington, DC, a formative experience, and that included Memorial Day Weekend, with the Rolling Thunder Ride. I think I spent most of the day in tears, as we began the day on the bridge leading to the Lincoln Memorial and waved on the riders for a long, long time. I also visited the Wall (as the Vietnam Memorial is called) and saw all the moments and ribbons and flowers and treasures left there. Each keepsake will be collected, categorized and saved. The honor given to those who laid in cemeteries, had names on the Wall, or seeing the aging veterans that flooded the city was intensely moving.
Happy Memorial Day, to all of you.
OccasionalPiece--Quilt! 
As we say here on Anzac Day…”Lest we forget”.
Whoa…emotional for sure! I can’t wait to get to D.C. to see all the memorials.
This is a beautiful post, Elizabeth. I haven’t been to Washington D.C. since I was a child, and my husband has never been there. You’ve made me want to put this on a vacation list, though I know I’d be crying my way through those memorials. I am an American who’s grateful to those who sacrificed their lives for my freedoms. Bless them!