Substance abuse in it’s various incarnations have affected just about every person I know. I am no exception… Those closest to me know that a slice of my soul was lost in 2003. Some say I haven’t been the same since my brother passed in July …
There is something special about my section of the neighborhood. Just like Martin, the Ashmont/Adams area is the place I grew up in…just two blocks from where Martin played with his friends just a couple of days ago. I’m not going to go at length …
I’m sad to learn tonight that the 8 year old killed at the marathon today was a boy named Martin from Dorchester. My heart is so heavy right now. If their is anything I can do on any level for Martin’s family, someone please reach out.
Martin was one of us and Dorchester is praying for him and his family.
