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Running Home (My Story)

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I watched the race with my daughter at Coolidge Corner a few blocks from where I grew up. It was the most beautiful Marathon day I can remember; I never felt more mesmerized or euphoric; I never cheered louder. When the police evacuated Beacon Street, runners were still pouring through. Though some commentators (including NPR) called them "stragglers," for us every one was uniquely a winner, running his or her own race, while running together. It felt wrenching to be evacuated, as if runners and fans were one organism.

The next morning I walked the course from Coolidge Corner to the finish line, photographing and recording conversations with runners and wheelchair racers from all over the country and the world, some still wearing their blue and gold colors. So many important stories of courage and camaraderie were lost in the media's fear-mongering and obsession with the violence and perpetrators.

Happily the extraordinary Carlos Arredondo had his 15 minutes of fame. I met him as a fellow peace activist during the Iraq war, and Carlos was also a familiar presence at Boston Occupy home base near South Station.

Because a friend was in surgery the city was locked down, I spent time at Beth Israel Deaconess hospital, where I met an old friend, one of the team of BIDMC docs caring for the victims as well as the suspect-- and patients in intensive care who just happened to be facing life and death crises during those days. .

I am not a runner, but the runners I watched and spoke with inspired me to walk many, many miles that week; they continue to inspire me, and keep me walking, if not running.

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Harriet Jerusha Korim (Arnoldi) BMI

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