On my early morning walk along the waterfront this morning I saw a group of preschool little kids in miniature wheelchairs wheeling themselves around under the watchful eyes and hands of caretakers. One little girl was using a walker to push herself around. I stood by the maritime museum wall and struggled not to cry at the burst of energetic activity by these kids.

Just finished RUN by Ann Patchett, a compelling fiction book about family life, race, life and death. She is such a good writer.