Not sure if this post belongs here. Last week my family and I took a weekend trip to D.C. For my two little girls and I it was our first time, my wife's third. Anyway, I have to say that it was one of the most moving experiences in my life. Yeah, the Capital building was nice , the Lincoln Memorial too, even the Washington Monument and the White House, but what was really awesome was the WWII Memorial and the Vietnam Memorial. As we walked up to the WWII Memorial I saw the "old timers", Vets, of WWII. They were decked out in full regalia....some in wheelchairs, some with canes, but ALL with HONOR. One older gentleman looked at me as I passed him and nodded as if to say, "Thanks for coming...". My grandfather was a Sea Bee in WWII, he died when I was only three, but as I looked at these guys I saw him in them, and I just lost myself. At the Vietnam Memorial, my youngest daughter, 6, on my shoulders, says to me,"Daddy, why are all these names on this wall?" My reply was"... because all of these people died fighting in the Vietnam War." She, then, asks," is that why all these people are crying?" I say, yes. Then she says "can I leave a flower too, like the rest of them, to make them feel better?" I say sure. She runs out onto the lawn, picks a dandilion and puts it next to the wall of fallen soldiers, and then says now I feel better too Daddy.....my dad served in Vietnam. I don't know how many of you will read this, but if any of you served, Thanks. And, well, I just thought this is something that needed to be shared.