This year, as in the past two years, I will be running in memory of my son Nick.  He was a runner, scuba diver, lacrosse player, mountain biker and snow boarder but above all cared about the welfare of others. 

At my age Nick would call me crazy running a marathon and training through the Boston winters.   He'd be proud but still call me crazy.  It's what I loved about him...he always called a spade a spade.