I was by chance in Boston on April 15 when the bombs went off, on the other side of the Charles River. I did not hear the explosions, but felt the shock waves of human reaction moving through the city.
I plead guilty. I ran away from home, and since graduating Flathead High in 2006, have not been back. I now live in a country with scoliosis: Israel. A concrete wall twists like a bad spine through the center of the nation, protecting or segregating people from each other, depending …
