May 16, 2013
. . . A New Perspective on Relationships
Visit with friends and family to share stories of our nation’s capitol.
This post is part of the “Step Into Pictures” series that offers you a new way to explore both difficult relationships and those you treasure. Visit the Step Into Pictures Archive to learn more about it.
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Step into this picture now, or continue reading to learn more about it . . .
When choosing a photo for this Step Into Pictures feature today, I thought a perfect picture for this time of year was this picture I took a few years ago in Washington, DC.
At first I wasn’t sure if I had correctly identified the building as the Lincoln Memorial, but good old Google images helped me know I was right.
The reason I thought this would be a good picture for May is that April and May are times when many school children pack into buses and board planes to get their first impression of the nation’s center of government.
When I was in high school, I didn’t have the pleasure of going with a group from school. But I was fortunate to visit when I was in college. And I imagine I was like almost everyone who sees those buildings for the first time. There is a sense of going back in time and a connection to our country when we look at the buildings that represent so much of our history. I suppose that is true for citizens of most countries.
So if you were to step into this picture with someone, would you talk about things that are political or historical, or simply use this place as a background for a connection between the two of you?
Thought I would end this post with a story about Lincoln. So I looked for a story about Lincoln (thanks again to Google) and found this from the Illinois Ancestors website. It was on a page called “Lincoln’s Quick Wit in Helping a Girl to Spell a Word.”
“Abe” Lincoln was always ready and willing to help anyone. Once he was in a spelling match at school when the word “defied” had been given out by the teacher. It had been misspelled several times when it came the turn of a girl friend of Lincoln’s to spell. The pupils were arranged on opposite sides of the room and “Abe” was watching his friend as she struggled with the spelling. She began d-e-f, and stopped, being unable to decide whether to proceed with and i or a y. Happening to look up, she caught sight of Abe, who was grinning. He pointed with his index finger to his eye. The hint was quickly understood, the word was spelled with an i and it went through all right.
What humorous story do you remember about the person you would invite into this picture in Washington?