Explosions Notwithstanding
I'm on a train now to Philadelphia to pitch something new to my friends at Sprout. The bombs in Boston went off less than 24 hours ago and the security at Penn Station is very tight. Bomb sniffing dogs and soldiers with large guns check each passenger as we board the Acela. But the train to Philly is full. People go about their business. Work may not heal all wounds, but it does help to heal mine.
April 23, 2013










