Yesterday, I Saw the Boston Marathon Bomber

I stood mere feet from Dzhokhar Tsarnaev. I don’t mean the fateful day of the 2013 Boston Marathon; I had the good luck to be outside the city on that day. Or any time previously, although we apparently traveled in similar circles: he lived in Cambridge; I worked there and lived nearby for awhile. I… Continue reading Yesterday, I Saw the Boston Marathon Bomber