The anthem felt like pride and patriotism. In the beginning, a little defiance. At the end, a celebration of who they and we are: in this together.
Unfortunately, there are going to be more events like what took place in Boston. We know it. The world has changed, and not for the better. But we need to treasure what was on display Wednesday night before a hockey game more than the despair of Monday afternoon.
Thank you, Boston!
Thanks for showing us what one’s spirit needs to be during and after times like this. Thanks for being there for me when I was supposed to be here for you.
Thanks for one more thing. Because of you, Boston, I’ll never sing the anthem the same way again. As an adult, I’ve often mouthed the words with very little volume attached. Not because of indifference, but because I’m not a very good singer. Not anymore. Whether it’s a press box, press row or the upper deck — one thing is for sure:
America and its anthem need to be Loud and Proud.
Contact David Moulton at firstname.lastname@example.org.