Most of you are by now aware of the tragic events of April 15, 2013, when two explosions occurred at the Boston Marathon, killing three people and injuring hundreds. After what is being referred to as a week of horror for the city, one bombing suspect is dead and the other, as of April 26, 2013, has just been moved to prison.
I count myself among both the lucky and the unlucky for being where I was that Monday: safe on my way to New York City, I was headed away from the explosions and was completely oblivious until a few hours after my arrival at my destination. What was intended to be a vacation turned into a guilt trip - I wanted nothing more than to be back home in Boston. My city had been attacked; who was I not to suffer alongside the rest?
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