by Ellen Clarke
On a frigid Wednesday morning, January 8, my husband Brian and I went to Washington, D.C., to pay our respects to President Jimmy Carter as he was lying in state in the Capitol Rotunda. He had been the President of the United States during the 1970s when I worked on Capitol Hill.
We drove up to Northern Virginia on Tuesday so that we could get an early start the next morning. We left at 6:30 a.m., catching a ride with our son on his way to work. He let us off near the Senate office buildings, but with so many roads and sidewalks blocked off, it was a long, freezing walk on….
