Living Memories Engrained in Bronze
Crisp against the gloaming, a bugle sounds a rising then falling strain. It’s 5 pm. It’s cold. Yet in the nation’s capital, something embers. While DC’s iPhone-occupied evening toilers and travelers scurry about to their next diversion, the lone uniformed Doughboy standing at 1400 Pennsylvania Avenue signals a time-honored but […]
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