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Item Text: I was running down Boylston St. feeling good and excited to finish the race when I heard the first blast. I did not see it because I was focused on the crowd and my running, but I head the thunderous sound. I looked up and saw the smoke. I did not stop moving, but I certainly slowed down. I was confused. I initially thought it might have been a cannon (but why set off a celebratory cannon for the 4:00hr group?) or then with the smoke, maybe a gas line explosion. Fortunately I did not stop running based on where I was when the second explosion occurred. Had I stopped, I might have be right in front of the 2nd blast site. It seemed very quick, but by the time I could get really concerned that something bad had happened up ahead there was a blast right behind me. At this point I was very worried. I crouched down on one knee in the middle of the street. I did not want to go near either sidewalk out of fear for another blast. After a minute I turned around and ran back up Boylston looking for my wife, who I had just passed on Hereford St.
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This story was collected by the Boston Globe in the days immediately following the Boston Marathon Bombing. GlobeLab collected these anonymous stories on the Boston.com website and donated them to the Our Marathon Archive. We are grateful for this contribution, which gives insight into how Bostonians and visitors to the city understood the bombing events in their immediate aftermath.
