Was talking the other evening to a fellow photographer that attended the inauguration in D.C. back in January. ( Brrrr, was it cold. ) The other photographer actually was getting paid to be there and did a bang up job as usual. Seems odd, but neither one of us had much by the way of souvenirs from the big event after we left. I’m thinking the act of making pictures gives you all the physical ( sort of ) memories you could ever want or need. Or maybe photojournalists tend to be a less nostalgic group. Not sure.
Of the few items I do have, I present my Metro pass ticket. Still worth something I think. As a ticket if nothing more.