When mom was here, she wanted to see the bombing sites...and was struck at both how close they were to where I live, and also by how little is left to mark the spot. I hadn't been back since the bombing, mostly because I needed a bit of space and time to process. But everything is still there, and seems the same, even if it definitely isn't.
Marathon Sports, site of the first bombing. The only vestige left is the plywood in the upper window, and the Boston cop standing guard.
The unofficial memorial for Officer Collier on campus, a minute's walk from my office.