I knew Max Cleland for three years. He was remarkable to say the least, having lost three limbs in the Vietnam War. His car was designed so that he could drive himself to and from work. He also wrote a book, "Strong at the Broken Places" which he autographed for me. He is still out and about in the country or on TV campaigning for those Democrats running for an office. I wanted to see him a five years ago when he campaigned for John Kerry for President in the next town from me, but it was too cold for me. With his phenomenal memory, I like to think he remembered me.
Along with other things I think of on this day are my days that I worked at Walter Reed Army Medical Center, also in Washington, and my years as a soldier. I have very fond memories of this day.
A good friend was also a photographer, and I was able to keep the picture I took of her.