I left Hopkinton at 7:30 a.m. one day recently for a doctor’s appointment in Boston at 9, thinking I had plenty of time. The Pike was chockablock, and my trip down 135 and then 9 to Brookline Ave. was no better. When I arrived at Brigham and Women’s more than two hours after setting out, I realized that an elite runner could have made the journey faster.
Karen Webb / Hopkinton
I’d always thought what a treat it was that the town shoveled out my bus stop, which sits at a dangerous intersection of two main roads. But one morning this winter, I discovered the truth. I found a young woman (well, she’s younger than I am) cheerfully digging a path to the street through a 6-foot barrier of snow-cement left by the plows. Massachusetts residents have the reputation of being rude and cold-hearted. But maybe we really are this nice.
Kate Bowers / Belmont
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