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Lane has a meeting with a colleague this afternoon, so I am taking advantage of the opportunity to (finally!) find a usable internet connection and finish a few of the work tasks I promised to do when I left. I’m borrowing a desk on the fifth floor of a nondescript office building with a wonderful view of the state house
As I work, the sounds of the city float up to me through the open window.
We hear clapping and rush to the window in time to watch Ted Kennedy’s funeral cortege pass by below us. I wonder who will now take the lead in speaking for the most disadvantaged among us.
And another chapter of American political history comes to a close in this city already rich with history.