Speaking of larger than life.
I've been to the Lincoln Memorial many times, and no matter how crowded and crazy it is, there's always a moment when it's just me and Mr. Lincoln. The genius of this memorial is that the greatness of the man is there, is palpable, but it doesn't diminish us, the visitors, at all. He still seems so human, almost approachable, with his skinny legs and huge hands, and the sadness of that weary face.
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