" I'd seen pictures of the wall online, but nothing prepared me fr seeing it in person. It was a deep scar in the earth and looked like a long black mirror reflecting the puffy white clouds, the blue sky, the trees and grass. It reflected the things people left at its base -- small flags and stuffed animals and photographs. And it reflected the faces of the people who stood in front of it, looking, pointing, weeping.

It reflected me. "

― Diane Chamberlain , The Dream Daughter