Code Red

When JO and I went to bed last night all that calm I had achieved from my trip to Boston was slowly disappearing as we listened to helicopters flying over Kendall Square, investigating the shooting at MIT.  It took me forever to fall asleep.  There was just something different about the police response that made it seem like the shooting had something to do with the bombings.

We woke up at 6:30 to a Code Red phone call from the Cambridge Police Department telling us to stay inside, lock our doors, and not answer the door.  While we were sleeping there had been a shoot out in Watertown.  Basically the entire city and surrounding areas were thrown into lockdown.

As time went by we found out that these two horrible people lived two blocks from us.  The entire street has been shut down and we've seen so many police and bomb squad vehicles driving by.  Yet another day spent trying to get updates on friends and get the word out that JO and I are safe.  Reports have a car used by the suspects last night having been found in Cambridge.  Awesome, is this psycho running through the neighborhood?  Who knows?  We're currently in lockdown rummaging through leftover blizzard supplies trying to find something for lunch.

Seeing my beloved neighborhood on tv with crime scene tape, FBI agents, bomb squad is gut wrenching. I love this neighborhood so much and this just isn't right. I wish I could go down and let some of the stranded come back to our apartment but we can't get to them.