Open Secret

The other morning I lay in bed, pondering the resurrection of my body from it, and listening to the radio. The radio announcer reported that to save money during the recession, the Commonwealth has decided to turn off the decorative blue lights on the Zakim bridge, to the tune of 5,000 clams per month. I was crushed. I grew up in Boston, and waited 14 years for those lights to go on. They started the Big Dig when I went off to college, and finished it when my second child was born. Every time I drive over the Zakim bridge, I delight in those lights. They make me feel like I can fly.