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Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Dropkick Murphys - I'm Shipping Up to Boston

A Boston Sports Anthem...

Rick and Dick Hoyt Halted One Mile from the Finish Line

The Hoyts have provided Boston with inspiration for years. Yesterday the Hoyts were running great when the race was stopped, and spectators provided them with help and a ride...

Quoted from Mass Live Team Hoyt - Rick and Dick Hoyt - stopped 1 mile short of Boston Marathon finish line; inundated with support from public

As a tribute to those who lost their lives and as an example to those responsible for Monday’s bombing about the spirit and strength of America, the elder Hoyt says it would be an honor for them to finish the race one day.

“I think it will mean a lot to lot of people,” Dick Hoyt said by telephone Tuesday morning. "If they ask us, we are ready."

Known as Team Hoyt, the 73-year-old father and his 51-year-old son have been running and competing in triathlons and marathons for more than three decades, inspiring people around the world with their story of perseverance.

Over the past 18 hours, Dick Hoyt said, he and Rick Hoyt have been deluged by well-wishers, supporters and members of the media clamoring for their perspective on the marathon bombing.

The Hoyts’ run on Monday was halted about a mile short of the finish line in downtown Boston, and the Hoyts were only able to make it back to their hotel thanks to a helpful bystander with an SUV who volunteered to give them a ride.

Monday, April 15, 2013

Love Boston...

We love you Boston. You are in our thoughts and prayers.

Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things that escape those who dream only at night.

All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.

If you wish to forget anything on the spot, make a note that this thing is to be remembered.

I have great faith in fools; self-confidence my friends call it.

Experience has shown, and a true philosophy will always show, that a vast, perhaps the larger portion of the truth arises from the seemingly irrelevant.

I am above the weakness of seeking to establish a sequence of cause and effect, between the disaster and the atrocity.

Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.

Stupidity is a talent for misconception.

It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream.

To vilify a great man is the readiest way in which a little man can himself attain greatness.

There is an eloquence in true enthusiasm.

Of puns it has been said that those who most dislike them are those who are least able to utter them.

With me poetry has not been a purpose, but a passion.