He doesn’t know why he’s wearing this hat today.
Someday, when he and his baby brother are older, I’ll explain to them that Boston is where their mommy and daddy fell in love. In a town brimming with single young people, our story surely wasn’t unique — dinners in the North End, drinks in Allston-Brighton and movies at the theater on the Common, all splurges on his nonexistent income as a grad student and my modest pay as a newspaper intern.
Two truly unique things came out of our heady, Boston-based courtship: two wonderful little people born years later and hundreds of miles away.
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