So we finally made it to the museum, and it was GREAT! Belle has already told us she wants to go back when she is 10. Don't really know why 10, but I am on board. Our hotel is over the MS river across a large bridge you can see from our riverwalk pictures, and each morning the kids try and hold their breath. Davis said he about passed out this morning.
The museum begins at the train station where everyone gets a "dog tag" that is connected to a real soldier that fought during the war. There are several stations throughout the museum where you can access your soldiers story during that portion of the war. And even in the museum store at the end, there is a station that lets you know about your soldier after the war if they survived. Sam, Davis, and Anabelle each would run up and tell us details of their soldiers life, and things they did. Magan traveled with a Japanese American soldier that was sent to the Eastern front due to his appearance, and saw his journeys even as a POW in Germany. The museum had actually gotten his full story on video, as he is still alive. Davis soldier lived to be in his nineties and died only 1 year before Davis was born. Anabelle had a photographer that took some amazing pictures while overseas in the war. The "Dogtag experience" was really great way to connect the "greatest generation" to this new generation.
We learned the story of "My Gal Sal"...Magan would not let me take a picture of the girl painted on the side of "Over Exposed"...Heard the story of one veteran that would "dig a hole" everytime they stopped, never knowing when a foxhole would be needed...we saw the Victory Belles on stage during our lunch....and Me and Sam spoke to a WW2 veteran there who was in the pacific. I asked him if he ever had a problem with the diseases in that area, and he said no, but that he had gotten a bath one time in one of the local rivers, then about a month later coughed up a 12 inch worm. "Got in my !?! as an insect and enjoyed all of my food till I finally got him out", he then showed us the purple heart his brother had received during the war, and a patch showing that his brother was a part of the Army Raiders.
After the museum, we went down to the riverwalk, and got in the long line for Café du Monde. The beiniegts (?donuts?) were delicious, and we only left one uneaten...that was because Ruby just licked all of the powdered sugar off of hers. Ate at a Mexican grill that night, and maybe that explains the skeleton picture below...or maybe it doesn't...
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