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A lot of history happened within two hours drive of Washington DC.  This was David's trip so I did not get to see much that was new for me.  It was fun watching David see it all though.  David did not like having his picture taken, so I did not take as many pictures as I would have liked.  I enjoyed my time with him.  He showed a great deal of interest in just about everything we saw.



A cold and crisp day at Independence Hall in Philadelphia.


This is the room where it all happened.

The Liberty Bell.  We were there early before the long lines.


David's shadow on the spotwhere Franklin hadhis outhouse.  He didn't want his face in a picture, so this is all he would consent to.


David looking through the fence at Ben Franklin's grave.


Reading the epitaph on James Buchanan's tombstone in Lancaster, PA.



This was Robert E. Lee's view of the expanse across which he ordered Pickett to attack the Union center.  Their objective was the clump of trees over David's right shoulder.  That spot becommes known as "the angle."


This monument marks the place from which Lincoln delivered the Gettysburg Address.  David is reading the text from a plaque.


Mount Vernon


David in front of Washington's tomb.

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Mounted horses pulling a caisson carrying a flag draped casket at Arlington National Cemetary.  They turned the corner and came right by us.


In the National Art Museum.  The painting behind David is by Leonardo da Vinci.

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