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I walked to work at seven-thirty AM, crossing Boston Common.  We had a perfect spring morning: a clear sky and the lightest breeze, just crisp enough for jacket and gloves.  The trees are beginning to leaf.  Today is Patriot’s Day, a state holiday commemorating the Battles of Lexington and Concord, so the streets were uncrowded, rather quiet.  Everything seemed unhurried.  On the opposite side of the Common, I found some commotion: a line of buses alongside the park, with hundreds of runners climbing aboard for transport to the starting line, in nearby Hopkinton.  I took this photo:

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The runners milled about with mixed enthusiasm and nerves.  They looked eager and glad for the starting line.  Young and old, so full of health.  I found it impossible not to envy their excitement.  A foot-race: few things are so blessedly uncomplicated.

Then the entire caravan set off, a procession of twenty buses lined one after another, many hundreds of athletes aboard, with police at each intersection, waving and whistling them through.  Quite a sight!  People on the sidewalks yelled and cheered.  A perfect spring morning in Boston.

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One thought on “The Boston Marathon.

  1. My poor country. I think it must have been another person with a sick understanding of Concord and Lexington, like Timothy McVeigh. Though I really doubt it was anyone from New England.

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