I could not have imagined the developing horror until I turned on the bulky device jammed into the entertainment center. My parents, still living on Bacon Street in Natick, had a trip to France planned for Sept. 12. That summer was my second year as a full-time sports writer, for the Bennington Banner in southwest Vermont. Upon completion of post-game interviews, the usual routine consists of dashing the seven miles back to the office to meet deadline. A woman with a piece of cardboard was in the middle of traffic, exhorting drivers that were paused at the traffic light.

Source: MetroXpress September 11, 2021 11:01 UTC