19 January 2009

on the eve of history

I already postd what was probably the most important photograph from my first trip to Washington.

but with all the televiewing I've been doing these days this one came to mind & means the most to me. I was 13 & my father photographd me in front of the Lincoln statue.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Lovely.

Even ticket-holders were turned away today. But the mood was pure optimism. I felt it, too. Fabulous.