Memories.
I first came to DC when I was four (almost five). My brother was not yet born. I remember the carousel on the National Mall (nowhere as cool as the one at Nutley’s Happy Land on Hempstead Turnpike on the border of Levittown and Seaford), the Castle(Smithsonian), the Lincoln Memorial, and the Washington Monument.
Do you remember when I told you about Kay Daugherty? The aviatrix that taught Amelia Earhart, and wowed the folks from the California Skies way back at the dawn of the 20th Century (1920s). And, for whom the Long Beach Airport (LGB) is named?
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I remember the first time I came to DC. I was almost 4 years old.
My folks took me to the Smithsonian, the White House, the US Capitol, and the Washington, Lincoln, and Jefferson Monuments. And, I remember a most curious little house on the edge of the mall, near the Washington Monument. I thought it was for the Park Police. (It was then- but, then they abandoned it. It simply became the home for vagrants, until it was “locked up”.)
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