I am a Qorvis MSLGROUP transplant from Boston and like all other Bostonians, I was thrilled for Marathon Monday. It is a day that always makes me reflect back on my childhood when my family would plant ourselves on Beacon Street, order subs and set up a table to pass out water to the thousands of runners going by.
This Marathon Monday was different. As I was in a meeting, I heard my co-worker say “There was an explosion at the finish line of the Boston Marathon.”
My heart dropped.