Since my parents always talk about wanting to be tourists when they come to Dallas (and I never let them), I finally took M, D, and Rach to see the 6th floor museum as a "present" to my dad for his birthday next week. It was more interesting than I anticipated, although whoever laid out the tour obviously wasn't thinking, because it was pretty much a cluster. Nevertheless, the whole thing was fairly fascinating. See cheesy touristy pics below.
The 6th floor.
My mother does not believe in smiling for pictures.
Thought this was funny: Apparently someone so strongly believed that Lee Harvey Oswald did not shoot JFK, that they spent the time to carve out a line (in a metal historical marker) under the word "allegedly."
The book depository.
The X. We risked our lives to take this picture.
The 6th floor.
My mother does not believe in smiling for pictures.
Thought this was funny: Apparently someone so strongly believed that Lee Harvey Oswald did not shoot JFK, that they spent the time to carve out a line (in a metal historical marker) under the word "allegedly."
The book depository.
The X. We risked our lives to take this picture.
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