I visited Arlington National Cemetery as a 14 year old on a school trip to Washington. Even then I thought it was a special place.
This past weekend I visited it again. I visited it so long ago that I completely forgot what it looked like. And I found it quite lovely and peaceful. It reminded me of Arnold Arboretum here in Boston. There was something majestic and beautiful to those boulevards in the cemetery. And a fitting resting place for the people buried there and all the sacrifices they made.