UPDATE 91 - one spin at a time

Yesterday was Marathon Day (actually Patriot's day in Massachusetts). Some 13 thousand official runners queued up in Hopkinton followed by thousands more unofficial "back-of-the-packers" - and at noon they all dashed down the hill towards Boston (following the wheel-chair racers who had left earlier) for nearly a mile of down, down, down. Finally, when the hill leveled out, the runners went up, up and up. And just before the curve to the right they all ran past where Sue and Jenny were struck on January 3rd.

It occurred to me that I could have made this fact public by feeding the media's hunger for local human interest stories - or by bringing this to the attention of BAA Marathon officials. But the racers came to race and the rest came to help out and watch. Somehow it didn't seem right to work Jenny's story into the event. It is enough that we know.

This morning I visited Jenny's grave again. The grass they planted last week is now starting grow and the little pink egg-shaped stone I put there on Saturday is still in place - joined now by another stone I found on my way there today - a small fractured piece of smokey quartz.

In the background I watched a town employee landscaping with a backhoe - clearing away rubble in the direction of the sand and gravel facility. The old tree logs are gone from that boundary - so maybe they will be planting something to block the view and knock down some of the noise.

After lingering only a short time I turned and walked home - following the marked Baystate Trail which passes through Wildwood Cemetery, down through town and over to the side of Subury River across from our house.