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Printing Money and Honoring Jews Who Suffered in the Holacaust

Both the Engraving and Printing building and the Holacaust Museum are on the same block.  The tickets for both are free but they are timed so you have to get them early and then come back at the assigned time.  David and I had tickets to see money printed first.  I had never been there before so it was interesting for me.  Money money everywhere, stacks of it, tons of it.  The workers who operated the machines and handled the money acted like they were printing news papers.  Mistakes happen and the money is just thrown away.  They just make some more.
     After we saw money being printed David and I decided to spend some.  Two hot dogs and two pretzels for $17 from a street vendor.  The hot dogs tasted OK but the pretzels were so hard I was sure they were the original pretzels.  They should have been in the Smithsonian just a few blocks away.
     It is hard to express the Holacaust Memorial experience.  I always feel a bit numb after I have been through there.  We spent two hours, moving down through the exibits, starting on the fourth floor and ending on the second floor.  Each level was more intense than the one before.  The Holacaust is covered in chronological order.  The most difficult stuff to watch is the film of the allies discovering the concentration camps.  The theme of the place is "Never Again" but the world never seems to learn.
     The late afternoon was spent seeing the western memorials: WWII, WWI,
Martin Luther King, Korea, Lincoln, and Vietnam.  Then we walked to Pennsylvania Avenue on the north side of the White House.  Conception was still there in Lafayette Park protesting for peace.  She has ben there since 1981.  I see she got herself a new tent.  She may have lost a tooth or two since the last time I was there.  She has a couple left.  Her protest has become sort of a business for her.  You can actually see her tent on Google Maps (satellite).  Just find the White House and then look to the north across Pennsylvania Ave.
     I also showed David the Blair House west of Lafayette Park where two Puerto Rican nationals tried to assassinate Pres. Truman.  They shot it out with the police and secret service outside.  There were casualties on both sides but Truman was unharmed.
     A long day.  Many miles walked.  Sore feet.

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