This afternoon, like many Bostonians I ventured to the Back Bay area to see first hand what I could, perhaps in search of some catharsis. I found streets nearly empty of cars, sidewalks usually filled with people with just a few stragglers, hoards of news media from across the globe speaking many different languages, national guardsmen reinforcing the perimeter of the exclusion zone, and quiet spaces where people were gathering to mourn. Read the rest of this entry »