MY FRIENDS REPORT from the FRONT (and Back, and broken down on the road but not broken)
In Boston and Cleveland
...like Laura (see D.C.) had travel adventures. She drove from Connecticut, which for the geographically impaired, is south of Boston to Beverly, which is north of Boston, to meet up with a high school friend and take the train south again to Boston from there. Except the train station was jammed with women, who all felt they were going nowhere and posited that the city was saving extra cars for the Pats game on Sunday. For those of you who like visuals, you can see Peggy's route here. As you can see, so close and yet so far away if you have to hoof it. And yet, finally, finally, Peggy got one of her most exciting moments of the day, a seat on the train to Boston:
And photos of signs and the high school friend mentioned in last week's blog that she would be marching with.
|From Boston Magazine|
I was very tickled by an image out of Boston earlier this week of some of my favorite characters who live across from the Commons getting ready for the March, so then just as pleased to see Wompo Laura Cherry there with her daughter also in the pink hats that have been a sign of the resistance:
Meanwhile, in Cleveland
editor of Bottom Dog, poet and writer, marched with his wife Ann and posed with one of Ohio's terrific Congresswoman from the 9th District, Marci Kaptur
a poet and my very favorite librarian, took the #55 bus to Public Square, from whence she reported that as an introvert on her very first march, she appreciated this sign most of all
|Tweeted by Susan Kauffman|
For photos and stories from Atlanta, Ann Arbor, Pittsfield, Portland, and Philadelphia, go here.