MARATHON MEMORIES

[DeWitt Henry]

I last ran as a bandit in the Boston Marathon some seventeen years ago and dropped out at mile twenty.  Today I'm on a treadmill in my local gym, following the race on an overhead TV, and remembering the sights, the smells, the company, the pain, the dream.  I watch the leaders pass familiar landmarks.  Life itself is our glory and ordeal, I think, our measure of heart, and of passion.  We do our best.  There is no finish line.

[Jeanette Cheezum]

Savvy 6.

[Angela]

Lovely sentiment.  I enjoyed reflecting on your post, DeWitt.

[DeWitt Henry]

Quite a compliment, thank you