On Tuesday, October 7, I was in Boston for the memorial of 31-year-old Dr. Allan Moore, who tragically died from an accident when he and his wife, Rebekah, were riding a motor scooter that collided with an SUV. Allan was an endocrinologist at Massachusetts General Hospital, the location where the memorial took place. The tributes by his colleagues and family were beautiful and touching.
I have known his wife, Rebekah, since she was 12 years old when I was her Sunday School teacher when I was a student at the University of Colorado in Boulder, where Kelly and I were newlyweds attending college. Her mom, Elizabeth, had just gone through a bout with breast cancer. She seemed to like me and the positive influence I had on her daughter, and later hired me as the manager for their home, which was the official university president's residence at CU. I worked there for a few years. Gordon left CU after about four years to become the president of The Ohio State University. Elizabeth's cancer returned and she passed away when Rebekah was 16. Now Rebekah's husband has passed away and she is now 32. Here we are (below) at dinner in Boston at an Italian restaurant called Tuscano on what would have been their second wedding anniversary.
Gordon left OSU, then went on to Brown University, then Vanderbilt University, and returned to Ohio State in Columbus last year, where he feels more at home. Allan was a huge fan of the Buckeyes at Ohio State, and would sometimes send letters to the football coach making suggestions on upcoming games, and ask the coach to please not tell his father-in-law. He was quite a charming, likable character. As a tribute to Allan and Rebekah, this year's football team is wearing the initials of AR (for Allan and Rebekah) on the back of their helmets. Here's my former boss, Gordon Gee.
Here's the view of my window from the airplane arriving into Boston on Monday afternoon.
Logan International Airport is right on the water.
I stayed at a hotel in the financial district near historic Faneuil Hall.
Since I don't live near a subway system, I decided to take the train, known as the T, to my hotel.
It was fast and efficient, and a fraction of the cost it took me to take the taxi on the day I flew home.
I was surprised at home empty it was.
I took a trolley bus ride tour all over the downtown area the next morning.
I had lunch at Legal Sea Foods, which was right across from my hotel. Kelly dines there almost every time he goes to Boston on business. He's been there at a dozen times, I would guess.
In my mind, I had elevated my expectations for the clam chowder he has spoken of, and by the time I actually had a bowl of it, I was somewhat disappointed. It was good, but not as amazing as I had built it up to be.
This area was also right outside my hotel.
I stayed at the Marriott Long Wharf, booked on Priceline for $189 a night. I thought that was a lot, but apparently, it was much less than the regular cost.
Here is the inside hotel lobby area.
Here's the view from up the escalator at the hotel. I need to learn how to get the lighting better when there's a bright back light.