My friend Clare's friend took us for a nighttime tour of DC tonight. I cried at the Lincoln Memorial impressed by both the majesty of the statue and the weight of his words. I was touched by the kindness of Clare's friend, who unasked offered to takeus on a drive of the city. We accepted never expecting him to actually park the car and take us to see the Whitehouse, Lincoln Memorial, Jefferson Memorial, Vietnam wall, Einstein's statue and the FDR memorial. We missed seeing the statue of FDR and his Scotty Fala, although we tried to find him. Clare's friend suggested we look for pug paintings at the National Gallery tomorrow. I am touched.