Washington D.C.

earlier this year when Mr F went to a conference in Washington D.C., he invited me to join him.  We stayed near Dupont Circle, at the funky Helix Hotel –

in walking distance of the White House, the free museums and War Memorials on the Mall.  I walked miles each day. One morning I came upon this protest outside the White House

Protest outside the White House

this sculpture by Marino Marini in the Hirschorn Museum Sculpture garden was my favorite

 "Horse and rider" by Marino Marini

Marino Marini’s “Horse and rider”

The simple polished black stone of the Vietnam Veteran’s Memorial lists the names of the 58,209 young Americans who died or are missing

Did you know that about 5.1 million Vietnamese died in the war?

1.1 million in the North Vietnamese army, 2 million civilians in the north,

and 2 million civilians in the south.

At the Korean War Memorial archival photographs were etched onto a black granite wall, which also reflects the nineteen larger than life-size figures dressed in full combat gear creeping among juniper bushes.

Dead in the Korean war:

United States: 54,246,  United Nations: 628,833

2.5 million North Korean soldiers and civilians
1.5 million South Korean soldiers and civilians
1 million Chinese soldiers and civilians

and many more

We spent a sobering afternoon at the US Holocaust Memorial Museum. Tears ran down my cheeks as I looked at a photo of a number tattooed on an arm.  An American teenage girl next to me, lazily chewing a big wad of gum turned to her friend and said, “Hey that’s a cool tattoo, don’t you think,?”

“Ohmygod I love it!” said her friend also chewing gum.

So many things I wanted to say and wished I’d said, but I was speechless.

When you enter the museum you’re given an Identification Card of a real person who lived during the Holocaust. Women are given cards of females – mine told the story of  Kato Dicker Nagy: a Jew who was born in Hungary in 1912. When she arrived with her baby boy at Auschwitz a man whispered to her, “Give your baby to an older woman who will stay with him while you’re working. In the evening you’ll see him again.” She passed her baby to an elderly woman and begged her to take care of him, and never saw him again. She was liberated from Mauthausen in 1945.

Mr F’s card told the story of Stefan Moise, a gypsy born in Romania in 1923 who learned to play the violin as a young child and performed in restaurants all over Moldavia with his father, who played guitar. In 1942 he, his wife and sister were sent by cattle car to Transnistria where they were left to starve in open fields. He ran away, got a job playing violin in an hotel in Odessa until 1944, when he had to enlist in the Romanian army. After the war reunited with his wife, he worked as a musician.”


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3 Responses to Washington D.C.

  1. So many deaths, especially in the other countries – it is beyond sobering when one starts to think about the scope of it. We went to see the United States Holocaust Memorial Museum not too long after it opened, with the kids. I appreciated how some of the exhibits had parapets around them to hide some of the most disturbing images from the eyes of the younger children. We were all fighting back tears at times. Unforgettable…

    • dearrosie says:

      Oh my goodness Barbara how kind of you to find this old post, and now it finally has a comment! 🙂 How did you find it?

      War doesn’t accomplish anything besides death and suffering. Have you seen the Vietnam and Korean War memorials? I was very moved by them.

      It must have been a very powerful experience going to the Holocaust Museum with your own small children (and soon after it opened when everyone was still respectful).

      • If you hover over the name of a WordPress blog in its toolbar, a drop-down menu appears. One of the selections is “Random Post.” It’s fun to see what posts pop up, often posts I’ve missed before I’ve started to follow a blog! 🙂

        Have not seen the Vietnam and Korean War memorials – I hope to some day. Or the Cherry Blossom Festival. But I’ve been to the National Gallery of Art and some of the Smithsonian museums…

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