The Vietnam Memorial: A Short Story

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“…and we will meet at the WWII monument in an hour.” The tour guide’s words may as well have been a starter pistol, for our group of twenty Safety Patrols took off like a shot racing each other as they ran along the wide walkway of the Vietnam Memorial. All except for one, which was held firmly in place by my hand on his shoulder. This was my fifth Safety Patrol trip to Washington D.C. with my children and the race was standard procedure for ten-year old’s after a long bus ride from Florida. However, to a parent, everything is a teachable moment whether they fully understand it or not. This was no exception. We sat on the bottom step of the Lincoln Memorial where we were able to see both the Korean War Memorial and the Vietnam Memorial …show more content…

I don’t mind telling you I was a bit disappointed though I knew the concept of what I had asked might be a little lofty for a 10-year old. As he waited for the group ahead of him to proceed, he caught a glimpse of his reflection in the wall and suddenly stopped. “What’s the wall made of?”, he asked. “Black polished granite. It’s supposed to reflect the trees to make it seem peaceful.”, I answered. “Trees?”, he replied, “All I can see is my own reflection. Look at all those names underneath.” Everything changed in that moment. His walk slowed to a crawl as he looked at each panel on the way, his countenance sober as he read the names. We walked in silence until we were close to the end of the west wall. “This one, Mom.”, he said pointing to a name just above his head, “I’m supposed to remember this one. Will you take a picture to help me remember later?” Of course, I did. We continued to walk along the east wall, but Nicholas didn’t increase his pace though he had already chosen a name. I ended up being the one to hurry us along as we were nearing the time limit given by the tour

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