I wish People would have considered Carlos for the cover or even a finalist. I cry every time I hear about the Boston bombings and I truly am thankful for everyone who was brave to help those in need. I do not want his story to be forgotten. We need more people like Carlos out there.
John Odom says he doesn't think of himself as a hero. The people who helped him survive the Boston Marathon bombing are the real heroes, he says, while his role is just to inspire other victims to recover. Yet it's this type of comment that makes him even more heroic.
We make choices every day, choices that millions do not have. We can get up in the morning and hurry off to work without so much as a sideways glance at the people around us.
Boston is my home, and I know that someday, my children will grow up with the same sense of Boston Pride that I have. The lives that were lost will not be lost in vein. My children will enjoy the aquarium, will ice skate on the frog pond, and will eat a Fenway Frank at the park on Marathon Monday.
Minutes after news went out that Boston Marathon bombing suspect Dzhokhar Tsarnaev had been flushed out of the boat where he was hiding, Watertown exhaled. "Go Watertown!" crowds shouted.
Several eyewitnesses gave us the same account of Tsarnaev's escape. Tsarnaev, driving a stolen Mercedes SUV, ran over his brother and then rammed the vehicle into two police cars that were blocking the road.
At 10:31 p.m. on April 18, MIT Police Officer Sean Collier was fighting for his life after being shot multiple times while sitting in his cruiser. Fellow officers rushed to his side trying to stem the bleeding.
In between the Marathon bombings and the arrest of a suspect hiding in a boat, 18 hours will be frozen in our collective memories.
As I passed mile 22 of the marathon, run on rolling hills around Portland, Maine, I asked myself, how on earth did I get into this? There were a whol...
We Bostonians are a feisty and resilient bunch, and the marathon attacks do nothing to discount that. It is one thing to dampen the human spirit, but the sorry soul that thinks they can bring down a community jacked up on Dunkin' Donuts and Sam Adams has got another thing coming.
Plenty has been said and written about those wonderful, loyal and courageous animals, the Military Working Dogs. But these intelligent animals not ...
Extremism has become a sensationalized catchall phrase, often used by politicians and mass media to polarize and to label groups of people as "the bad guys." But, what is extremism? And how do we get to the root of its destructiveness?
The 13 deaths Monday at the hands of a gunman at the Navy Yard in Washington occurred the same morning that the Boston Globe published its survey findings about another senseless act of violence this year, the Boston Marathon bombings on April 15.
How do we pick up the pieces? How do we pay due respect to the victims, but not let grief destroy the living? How do we teach our children about tragedy and loss but keep their perspective positive and healthy?
Although my tragedy was different, there is a universal experience, a universal pain that occurs. I will never forget what it felt like to wake up on the morning of November 21, 2011 and find myself in a hospital, unable to get up, without a clue of why I was there.
It was the coming together of circumstances. It was three kinds of home. My home, NYC, my husband's home, Massachusetts, and Sanctuary, a home for families, people I've met and listened to their testimonies.