We are counting down to the last day in our home,
Boston. It is hard for me to leave this
city. I know it is better for our family
and I am not second-guessing the move. I
love Boston and it will always feel like my home.
I’d like to take a few minutes to thank the city I have
grown to love.
Thank you for four beautiful seasons. I have not enjoyed spring and fall anywhere
as much as I have enjoyed those two seasons in Boston. Summer and winter are nice too. All four seasons seem to be about the right
length. Just I got so sick of this
winter, spring arrived!
Thank you for offering such rich history for free (or nearly
free). More than once, I enjoyed
visiting Paul Revere’s home and the Old North Church. I walked past meeting houses and churches
older than the United States. I love,
love Faneuil Hall. Even the sidewalks
remind me that this city is old and full of the birth of our nation.
Thank you for Duck Tours, Trolley Tours, Charles River Boat
Tours and so much more. I have enjoyed
trekking around town in vehicles that seem to defy the narrow, crowded streets
of Boston.
Thank you Cambridge for giving us East End House, a
wonderful community center with the BEST childcare center we could have
found. RT will grow with the foundation
of love and learning that Roger and I will always remember, even if RT
forgets. We also love The Friendly Toast
and the Curious George Shop.
Thank you Boston sports.
Your hockey team invites the fervor in a vast array of fans, the like
I’ve never seen. The Celtics embrace
past teammates like no other. The
Patriots bring teams that I like to the area and continue to lose when it
counts. And the Red Sox; oh, how I love
Fenway Park, even in the pouring rain.
You reminded us that Boston is our f***ing city when we needed it. You welcomed Neil Diamond whose live
rendition of a city favorite “Sweet Caroline” brought cheers and joy when it
was needed more than ever. And you went
from really worst to unbelievably first.
In an exceptional run with boys wearing beards playing their hearts out,
not just for their World Series Rings (nice as they are), but for a city, a
beloved city. I have never seen a city
need a championship like I did last October.
And I’ve never seen a city celebrate one like this either—that Duck Boat
parade is something I will never forget.
Thank you Boston for simultaneously grieving with raw
emotion and showing strength and resolve.
The Marathon Bombings shook this city in real way. Thank you police, all forms, for resolving to
catch the bombers whatever it took.
Thank you Governor Patrick (my new political crush/hero) for asking us
to “shelter in place” for our safety; and thanks Boston for sheltering without complaint! I have never felt as safe as I did those days
last April.
Thank you for a mass transit system that worked for us. It isn’t perfect, but we got where we needed
to go.
Thank you for awesome places to eat. And for Dunkin Donuts.
Thank you for wonderful parks and playgrounds for a growing
toddler to explore and enjoy.
Thank you for top-notch healthcare and wonderful caring
doctors.
Thank you for Northeastern and CPS for a great job and a
flexible view on how education should be administered.
Thank you work friends, some of whom I will miss
terribly. It is always great to work
with great people!
Boston, a city where “Life is Good” the clothing store was
started has truly shown me that life is good.
There are so many more places and people that I would like
to thank, but in the end, Boston, thank you for welcoming me home. I will miss you…so very much.
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