Boston: Be Not Afraid

By Diana Belchase

Boston.

The city’s name used to conjure up such happy images.  Following the 1776 patriotic trail as a child.

An extended weekend as teenager with my mother – buying craft stamps at Faneuil Hall that are still in the original plastic packaging, too precious in memory for me to ever use.  Strolling the cobbled streets as a newlywed with my husband.

While, not from Boston, in a way I’ve grown up there.

Now, like the date, 9/11, Boston and the marathon will have different meanings.  It seems our lives are dotted with words and events that now mean something else.  Oklahoma City.  The Atlanta Olympics.  Places and events of joy, now shadowed by anger, tragedy, and sadness.

Terrorists think they scored a victory on Monday – but they’re wrong.

We Americans are a different breed.  We still talk about the atrocities that incited war two hundred years ago because these were the catalysts that formed our nation, defined us as a people, and motivated us to higher…
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