A week ago today, Nancy woke up at 2:45am to catch the first flight out of Boston Logan Airport, where she had come to Boston to cheer me on as I fulfilled my dream. As you can imagine, there wasn't much sleep before that alarm sounded. Neither of us ever imagined we would leave Boston with such heavy hearts.
A New York journalist picked up our story and shared it. We are both thankful to Wayne Coffey for putting words to
this story.
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| Toast at the Ritz Saturday night. |
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| Day before race at the start, right in front of where the first bomb went off. |
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| Pre-race dinner in Little Italy (North End). |
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