Good-bye D.C., Hello LA

Redbud Trees, Washington, D.C.

I need a vacation after my sons' vacation

Call me greedy.

Holocaust Museum

There are few words that would do justice to the experience of the Holocaust Museum.
I was struck dumb by the display of Operation T-4, where Nazi health officials argued that "state funds were better spent on loans to newlyweds than on medical care for the permanently disabled." The disabled were the first to be murdered, some used in grisly "medical experiments."
I didn't know what to say to my sons, but we walked quietly through together.
I wished for a weeping room.

Waiting in line at the Holocaust Museum

Die-hards

The strange collision of cultures

Thank you to Radish King for educating me about the terrible scourge of homelessness and mental illness that lives even behind the literal center of our government. I apologize for my previous flippant title. It was a scene that frankly shocked me, but that wasn't conveyed in my title.