Wednesday, April 17, 2013
FEELING
It has taken awhile for me to wrap my mind and body around the bombing in Boston.
I lived in Boston for more than 38 years if you don't count the few times I left to work in another city.
From the time I went to school there it has been in my heart.
Our last ten years are only a five or ten minute walk from the bomb site.
I never went to see the end of the marathon as it was too crowded. I liked the idea of it but there were too many people on my front lawn.
Finally, after two days, I read this and I got it. What I was feeling or not feeling.
I like the "going on with life" kind of revenge. These bastards only do these things for the purpose of fear. It is not even retaliation.
Some stupid faith or obsession.
The cops will work it out. The courts will have their day. There will be punishment.
Ask how people feel about the drones now if we knew who the perps were. Zingo.
But that is a side dish.
Go on with life Boston.
I miss you.
I wish I was there to hold your hands now.
But my heart is there.
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