Boston Strong: Reflections of a Native Son


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The phone *buzz*ed and my first thought was to ignore it, another text message.

Perhaps a semi important message, or a crude joke forwarded by friends. I was sitting at my desk, knee deep in work. It was Monday, Patriots Day to be exact.

Growing up in Boston, this has always been a day I love. We celebrate the wonderful Patriots (not the football team, this time) who sacrificed, fought, and died for our freedoms and liberty. I have been to the early morning reenactment of “The Shot Heard Round the World” on Lexington green. The Red Sox play the Patriots Day game, a traditional late morning start which I have enjoyed in person a few times. I am almost as big of a fan of the Sox as I am of Liberty and our nation.



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