While driving out of DC after seeing Julia's Kitchen, we were stopped at a red light by the Hirshhorn Sculpture garden. I remember my friend Jason saying he would go take a book and read there, and also recalled how when I lived in "DC" I was so far outside of the city that taking the trek was never at the top of my list after sitting in traffic all week, staring at concrete. Well, DC as a semi-tourist who knows a bit more than to get a FBI shirt, we stopped, hopped out, and took a look as my dad made a loop. As my mom would say, "what a guy..." It was fun to walk around and yes, I could see taking a book and sitting under a tree wishing that "me and my friends lived forever."