It's a week later, but I finally got around to sorting through the final day's photos. Stuck in the freezing rain for three hours, the cemetery changed the time of the ceremony, so I got there just as the Army was packing up the tent and folding chairs. Made for a long, long drive home.
And of course, as an afterthought, James Monroe...
Steve, I know I've said this before, but your photographs are just as lovely as your writing. I'm glad you got to take this trip. Thanks for letting us share the experience.
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Wow, Steve...I need time to get through them all, but these photos are stunning. Well done!
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