On my recent trip I wanted meaningful photo. It was impossible due the hordes that now invade Arlington Cemetery to go to JFK's grave and then off somewhere else. Very few of them make a short detour to Bobby's simple grave.
I decided to go through my old photos and found this from 2003, the last time Laing and I were together in Washington. I am not clever at erasing things out off the image, so the annoying parts of the pedestals are there, like it or lump it, I have to lump it.
Despite the relative grandeur of JFK's grave compared to Bobby's there is also something simple about it. For some of us from that time, that eternal flame of the belief of hope for a future, of that new generation of Americans still burns, whether or not we are American. We should still ask ourselves what we can do for each other.
|Camera:||Canon EOS 10D |
|Recording media:||JPEG (digital)|
|Date Taken:||25 Jun 2003 - 12:59 PM|
|Lens Max Aperture:||f/4.5|