I had really hoped to attend the Boston Marathon and/or the local Patriot’s Day reenactments but various work and River House meetings fragmented the day such that I could not break away. I did find time to have my second Covid booster, something I decided to do after my mother tested positive last week. She is tough as nails despite her tiny 80-pound frame and I don’t think she is going to let Covid stand in the way of her Tango dancing for long. My brother’s cooking has proven curative while my sisters ride shotgun on her caregivers to make sure she is getting everything she needs to recover.