Vietnam MemorialNovember 23, 2002
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This morning after taking my wife to the Grand Hyatt in Washington,
D.C. for a medical meeting I stopped at the Vietnam Memorial. I had brought along my Minolta D7Hi camera because I'd been
wanting to photograph it for some time and figured the low morning
lighting would be ideal. I was also hoping the near freezing temperatures
and twenty mile-per-hour winds would mean there wouldn't be many people
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As I approached I found the memorial empty, save for a single
person near the center who was making a rubbing of a large section of
the wall. Following the advice of Robert Caputo in the National
Geographic Field Guide to People and Portraits, I paused, said hello, and asked him if
it would be okay to take his picture. |
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I took a couple photos of him rubbing an impression of the names on with a crayon and
then continued down the wall to shoot some wider shots to put these
pictures into context. |
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I returned as he was removing the rubbing from the wall and
asked him if the names he had copied were those of a relative. He told
me, no, that his father had served in Vietnam 1966 and made it home
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The names, which are listed together chronologically on the wall
according to the date they died, were from another platoon that his
father had encountered in battle which had lost most of its members.
One of them had been featured on an episode of Discovery about children
who had never known fathers lost in the war. Watching the program, his
father realized it was a member of that platoon who had died in his
arms. After seeing the program his father had contacted the family and
related what he knew about him.
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We introduced ourselves and I learned he was Ron Lucas from
Columbus, Georgia. He works as a drug representative and was in town
for a medical conference at the Grand Hyatt where I had just dropped
off my wife! What are the odds of that happening?
Talking about Washington, Ron mentioned he had visited
previously on his motorcycle. Why should it come as no surprise that
his motorcycle, a BMW K1200LT, is the same one I own and ride to work
nearly every day!
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We were heading the same direction, so I gave Ron a ride back to his hotel and
my web address so he could find and share this page with
his father and others. I hope to learn the specifics of the story so I
can include them. |
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I've lived in the D.C. area since 1972 and followed the
controversy surrounding Maya Lin's design for this memorial. She had a
particular vision that most didn't share when they saw the design, and
one I can honestly say I didn't fully appreciate until I saw the
interplay of light and reflections which made the darkness of the wall
disappear and merge with the sky and the surroundings. Being able to
capture that with a camera and share a special moment with someone with a
connection to the monument made this a very memorable outing for me.
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