Still Strong

Photo by J. Stanish

 

I spent some time in town today and visited the memorial on Boylston Street. The Mayor's office recently announced the items would be removed in a few days and archived for a future memorial site.  It's been just over two months since the marathon bombings.  In those two months, we've been pleasantly distracted by a tremendous Bruins playoff run and a good start from the Sox but it still doesn't erase what happened in our city.  We're reminded every day when we see the Boston Strong logos adorning buildings, trains, buses, cars, hats and t-shirts. We're reminded when we stroll down Boylston and see the words Finish Line painted on the street. And we're reminded at the memorial site where hundreds of sneakers hang on the fence and thousands of messages of love from all over the world are scribbled in notes to the people of Boston. Stay Strong.  We have and we will.

 

Photo by J. Stanish

 

Photo by J. Stanish

 

 

 

Donations to The One Fund Boston can be made to:

 

https://secure.onefundboston.org/

 

All donations assist the families who lost loved ones and those who were severely wounded in the attacks.

 

 



Train Trek

South Station       J.Stanish

I have a love/hate relationship with South Station.  I love it in the afternoons and hate it in the mornings.  Like many commuters, mornings are not my friend.  It takes a little time for me to ease into the daily grind. I always feel a slight dread when the automated voice announces "next stop, South Station".  That announcement is like a second alarm clock forcing me to buck up. Time to trudge through the terminal with the other weary commuters. We walk past the big board listing all the day's destinations. Every time I see the board I want to turn around and hop on a train to New York or somewhere else.  
The afternoon is a different story though.  I usually have a bounce in my step and a relaxed attitude as South Stations's lovely granite facade welcomes me into it's grand terminal. I read the big board once more listing all the destinations and wait for my train to depart. Time to go home and not think about the office. I'll do it all again tomorrow. That is unless the big board beckons me to play hooky.  I think I feel a sick day coming on. 



Postcard Therapy

The start of this year I decided I would be a tourist in my city and blog about the sites and attractions here in Boston.  There are tons of sites I have never visited or that I haven't been too in a long time.  Initially, I wanted to visit a place every weekend but being that it's March now, obviously my plan hasn't worked out.  Today, I finally put my plan in action and visited the Museum of Fine Arts.  

 

                                   

 

One of the reasons I wanted to visit the MFA is because they have an exhibit called The Postcard Age on display until mid-April.   I love postcards.  I always ask my family and friends to send me a postcard whenever they travel.  I don't even care if the card comes a week after they're returned from the trip; I just find it refreshing to recieve a piece of mail that isn't junk or a bill.  Recieving a postcard allows me to get my fill of wanderlust and gives me ideas of where to go next.  So to say the least, I really enjoyed the postcard exhibit at the MFA. It was interesting to learn the history of the postcard and how it evolved over the years.  Check it out before April 14th if you can. Of course, there's much more to explore at the museum like the Art of the Americas wing, Ancient Worlds, Art of Europe and more. Visit www.mfa.org for more information.

 

Keep sending those postcards folks!