After my plane got in Monday afternoon, I went to the Lincoln Memorial. I don't think I've been there in 20 years. Even cynical old me found it quite moving. It is, without doubt, a temple, devoted to one enormous god, the man who was instrumental in keeping our nation from cracking in half. Abraham sits in his great stone chair year after year, gazing down the Mall at the Washington Monument and the Capitol. How do you read his expression - quiet, intense observation? Or is there just a touch of anger in those eyes? TOMORROW: Thursday Arch Series or a real live United States Senator? Tell me your preference.
