Thursday, June 7, 2012

Arlington Cemetery--part 2

 The young man knocking on my window was in full dress uniform and he politely asked me to move my vehicle to a side street because a funeral was about to pass.  

I quickly moved then sat and watched from the front seat...

It was silent except for the sounds of the marching feet and the muffled drum beating a slow cadence.

The color guard passes..

And then the matching team of horses, pulling...

the casket.

They disappeared down the hill and about 15 minutes later I heard the guns being fired in three volleys then the bugler playing "Taps".


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