The last time I was in Washington D.C. was for President Kennedy’s funeral. I was nine years old, and my parents decided on impulse to drive us all down from New York City. My dad borrowed gas money from a…
The last time I was in Washington D.C. was for President Kennedy’s funeral. I was nine years old, and my parents decided on impulse to drive us all down from New York City. My dad borrowed gas money from a…