American Museum of the Native American

Washington, D.C. was our entire holiday in microcosm:  big fun, but over-ambitious. We lived in Baltimore when I was quite young, 1958-1960.  DC was a day-trip.  Of course our parents took us there, probably more than once.  My sister, two years older, retains a vague recollection.  But though I remember Atlantic City (Boardwalk, diving horse, … Read more A Day in DC