The Wall of Memories

1998 Oil on Wood
13.5″ x 11″ unframed
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There they roar, one after another, six abreast, hour after hour. The monuments, the streets, even one’s own body reverberate their sounds. The modern cavalry charging down Constitution Avenue declares to the world that they gave their lives, their emotions, their youth, their everything to that war, the Vietnam War. It is the last Monday in May, Memorial Day, and they leave their everyday lives of lawyers and doctors and engineers and factory workers and school teachers and parents and widows and orphans and mount their steeds in a rainbow of colors – to announce to the world that they suffered and gave all they had for the war that divided the nation, the war with no glorious end, no patriotic speeches, no welcome home. They gather at their monument to meet comrades, to relive the past, and to commemorate those left behind.