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Late night walk from East Boston to Chelsea

July 11, 2012

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A final thought concerning driving in Boston

I loved living in New England; I loved living in Massachusetts; and...I almost loved living in Boston. I really wanted to fully love living here because it's such an amazing city...but I could'nt. Why? The weather? No. The cramped living space? No. The accents? No. Why then? What could be the one thing that leaves a permanent stain on what is an otherwise great place to live. It's because of THEM. You know who they are. They are responsible for you being late to meetings, driving down one way streets and speeding through red lights. They leave you foaming at the mouth with such rage that for a moment you understand how murder can happen. That's right...it's these fucking drivers and pedestrians. I've never seen such a poor display of common road courtesy. These self-entitled mindless pricks that make up a majority of the people on the roads of this city make it a misery to live here. I'm not saying that it's Bostonians, per se. But there is something

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November 8th, 2016

I have tried to stay quiet about politics so I'll try to be brief. One vote represents a complicated balance of issues that affect the world, our nation, our community and us as individuals. In the end, we measure which candidate best represents our needs and calms our fears and then cast our ballot. I try to keep an open mind going into every election but, yes, I have my own bias. My mind was finally made up early in the campaign after two quotes that I felt were attacks on people in my life..not just colleagues, friends and extended family but my mother, my stepdad (a 25-year retired veteran of the Chicago Police Department), and my wife. Although these quotes weren't directed at them personally, it used a broad enough brush that has allowed others to see them through the tint of these statements...and I don't want my daughters to grow up in a world where their family members are judged first on where they came from. That is not the America I know and love.

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Late night walk from East Boston to Chelsea

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