Yesterday after the shenanigans at Bell Weir lock I moored almost at the Magna Carta Memorial (MCM), though I didn’t know it. National Trust Property it was , but just a strip between the river and the road. Molly had a good run and tired herself out.
In the morning we set off down river at about 8 (no one had come to collect my mooring fee) to the public moorings at the edge of Egham. I took Molly for a long walk in the park there.
I met a very nice chap from Latvia who was fishing. We had quite a long talk while walking along the bank. On the way back to the boat I found a good piece of 5x1 in a skip so retrieved that. There were a lot of 4x2 off cuts but they were treated so I didn’t take those, not good firewood.
Back on the boat I set off upstream. Reading Nicholson's on the way it said, “The Magna Carta Memorial can be seen from the river while the JFK was hidden in the trees. Well I had come to see the Airforce Memorial so I could do them all in one day!
I saw the MCM in the distance and moored up. The mooring left a lot to be desired and I wasn’t too fussed that no one came to collect.
Molly and I walked across the road, which was quite busy, and a cross the field to the MCM. I somehow I expected to see the MC chiselled out of a slab of granite maybe.
It is interesting to note that members of the America Bar Association funded its building in 1957 and return to lay another tablet every so often to make sure we haven't sold it. Of course the presence of the tablet could also be used to validate their expense claims.
Molly thought it was grand then went off and found a stick to play with.
The JFK memorial was some distance away and up a hill. From the MCM you pass a tree planted by Aunty Bessie in 19 canteen and an Oak planted in honour of . . . well see for your self.
This is the very tree
And then of course further along through what seems at first like a gap in the hedge you come to the start of the JFK memorial which unfortunately is up hill. A neat pathway is laid out with cobble stones till it gets steep then the gently rising path turns cobble stone steps to the top.
At the top a 6 x 4 foot slab of stone set on its side with an inscription.
The memorial includes an acre of land given to the American people. It is a beautiful setting,
but it needs some attention, which is a shame. 
I remember the Cuba Crisis. I was 11 or 12 at the time. I also remember the assassination. I remember being stunned and very upset. I found the memorial to be very moving. Moving in its simplicity and moving in my memories of the time.
The date of birth at the right hand end of the name seems to have been added later.
By the time I got down off that hill my leg was hurting so I will visit the RAF MEMORIAL another day.