There were acts of evil in Boston the other day at the marathon that were ugly and devastating.
But there were many many more acts of heroism, love, courage, support, kindness, generosity, and compassion that day.
There was an explosion. And then another one. Who knew if there would be more…and yet, did you see all the people running towards to help.
Lotsa people. And for hours afterward…the injured and shocked. And just the cold and wandering. People were helped.
That is what I will remember most…is how strangers were helping strangers when needed. How hope was being shared, and care was extended.
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