I'm going to write about something

In re-thinking the marathon, we finally had an American win the men's race for the first time in many years. I don't have his name on the tip of my tongue but he's from San Diego California. His story is typical of what makes us Americans. What makes America different from most countries. Apart from the people who are native to the continent and hemisphere, before the English, Spanish, French or Norsemen found their way here, we're really all from someplace else. Africa, Asia, Europe, and various islands etc. We are still a young country compared to most. Unique because the population grew as all kinds of immigrants found their way here to start a new life. The great "melting pot" is what America was and is called.

And one more thing about the marathon. 99% of the runners who started the race, finished including the very last person. A 73 year old woman crossed the finish line at 7:30 that night. She started the race at 11 a.m. Hopkinton  and when she finally crossed the finish line all the city workers cleaning up, applauded, cheered and banged the sides of their trucks. She said it made her feel like she had won the marathon. I saw an interview with her the next day and she looked none the worse for wear. She looked great and quit fit and was no stranger to running but she hadn't run a marathon in 10 years.

I have a unique opportunity on Saturday evening. The Worlds Series Trophy will be at a local restaurant in honor of Krystle Campbell. I do have to work but I should be home by 4:30 so Arlene and I will be heading over there. It's less than a mile from here. I'm sure the place will be packed. This is the second time the trophies have been here in town. The last time was in 2008 when the trophies from 2004 and 2007 were brought here and elsewhere.

One of the trophies being carried to a table.

  I like the idea that the Red Sox share these trophies with the community and of course there is extra emphasis for this trophy because it was like the Red Sox dedicated the season to the bombing victims and Krystle grew up here. They play a game every Patriots Day at 11:30 so while the marathon is going there's also a baseball game.

Well I better head to bed. I have to work tomorrow, something I grown used to not doing very quickly. Then it's off to restaurant/pub for a burger and a few pics.

I'm outta here.