A return to Boston after more than 20 years

Lorena and I set the alarm for 2:30 AM this morning so that I could get to SeaTac airport in time to catch a 6:45 AM flight to Boston Logan Airport. The flight was fairly uneventful–I sat between a Coast Guard sailor and an older woman who was flying to the East Coast to help her nephew and the nephew’s “husband” drive back from Rhode Island to Washington State. Really pleasant people. I caught an Uber from Logan to the Four Points Sheraton in Wakefield. It was rush hour so the driver took back roads to avoid the traffic on I-95. It was a truly beautiful drive with a very nice, one-armed, Hatian man with three daughters. The architecture and all the deciduous trees and the colonial architecture here are a true marvel and a joy to see. We had a great talk and bonded in the way that you can bond with someone who you will probably never see again in your entire life. It should be an interesting day tomorrow. I will explain what I am able to explain about it all when I exit the events of the day tomorrow afternoon.