Tuesday, April 16, 2013

I don't accept what happened yesterday. Not Copley Square. Not Boston. No.

As a Chicagoan, I have always felt a great affinity for Boston. The neighborhoods, the public transportation, Fenway ... it's like a smaller, slightly more manageable version of home. Los Angeles feels alien to me, Manhattan intimidates me, but Boston welcomes me.

I have been on the verge of tears since I heard yesterday.

My only small comfort is that the "explosion" at the JFK Library was, in reality, a rather benign electrical fire.

Watching the news coverage this morning I see Bostonians driving and walking and riding their bikes, heading to work and getting on with their lives. You GO!


  1. our world is full of mentally satan filled sick people.
    all i can say "God come quickly"

  2. Boston is our neighbor. Our snotty big sister. Our friend. My heart hurts for them.