On Thursday morning we will be leaving very early to drive to Washington D.C. to meet our 2 younger Michigan daughters. ( And Daughter # 2's boyfriend) It is a much shorter drive for us, about 6 hours versus their 12, so we will take in some sights along the way. Right now it looks like Fredricksburg, Va. going and then Richmond, Va. on the way back home. I am a history nut so all this Civil War stuff is plentiful here in the south.
I just realized as I started writing this, that the first time we took the girls, they were 6 and 8. Today they are 26 and 28.
This photos shows Terry looking at The Wall offerings from these years. Everyone of those things has it's own story to tell.
I wore it to death. Most of the dove print had cracked and flaked off. I loved that shirt.
This is an excerpt from "Fixin to Die" by Country Joe and the Fish. I won't post the YouTube video because there is a "naughty" word in it that I will admit, I sang loud and proud, back in the day.
Yeah, come on all of you, big strong men,
Uncle Sam needs your help again.
He's got himself in a terrible jam
Way down yonder in Vietnam
So put down your books and pick up a gun,
We're gonna have a whole lotta fun.
And it's one, two, three,
What are we fighting for ?
Don't ask me, I don't give a damn,
Next stop is Vietnam;
And it's five, six, seven,
Open up the pearly gates,
Well there ain't no time to wonder why,
Whoopee! we're all gonna die.
So that is one of my many Vietnam memories triggered by our upcoming trip to Washington D.C. I'm sure there will be other memories popping up as the days go by.