My Story 32 - Living My Dream
And so, here I am approaching a finish line of my own.
70 years ago that I was born...
In 1979, when I ran the Boston Marathon, I didn't have such a good day.
I ran 3:21+ when I had qualified at 2:53 and was hoping for much more.
But all was not lost.
As I passed Fenway Park and the Citgo sign, I ran within one mile of my birthplace.
You can go home again.
This story continues...