I always love to go Arlington National Cemetery on Sunday mornings. Mainly because traffic is such an issue most other days and its not as crowded first thing that morning. I try to make several visits a year to see my parents. This morning there was a coolness in the air, despite the early morning September sun. I had gotten some fall colored flowers for my Mom for her birthday.

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After my usual talk with my parents I decided to wander around for a bit. You know this is one place that I think people check their attitudes. Respect and dignity are first and foremost. Of course this is easy for those of us who visit loved ones. But with so many visitors each year and people of many countries and cultures I’m surprised I haven’t witnessed anything.

 

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But as always there was nothing but total respect at the Tomb of the Unknown Solider. A large crowd as normal had gathered for the changing of the guard.

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As the Relief Commander makes his way to the Plaza to announce the beginning of the Changing of the Guard its amazing to watch the reactions on both old and young. Both foreign and domestic, both men and women. Below the new Sentinel makes his way to the plaza.

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After the Relief Commander inspection of the new Sentinel the change begins. And this is a ceremony of rigid precision.

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A salute to the Tomb,

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A quick turn to the crowd.

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And the escort of the old Sentinel out.

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Arlington is an endless valley of hills and headstones on the surface. Below are the hopes and dreams of many snuffed out too early. Above is great sorrow and remembrance. I’m working on a photo essay of this historic place. I like to think of it as my parents new neighborhood and that they are introducing me to all the new friends. And I’ll be glad to come back often and bring my family.

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Here is a quick read on the Changing of the Guard