I rushed to lock my bike at the Framingham commuter rail station in the early morning darkness, catching the train with seconds to spare. As we pulled away, I noticed to my chagrin that I’d left my light on and attached to the bike. Thinking it was gone forever from that safe but not saintly section of town, I was expecting a dark ride home that evening. But when I returned that night, I found that not only was the light still there but also that some kind soul had turned it off. Batteries still juiced, it beamed all the way home, and so did I.
Geoff Patton / Ashland
License to Wed? I went to renew my license at the Wilmington Registry with some worry, since I’d heard horror stories. Instead, I was treated politely and told how long I’d have to wait. When I complimented the man behind the counter on the pleasant experience, he looked at me and said, “Let’s meet up on Saturday and go buy some furniture.”
Lillian Urry / Winchester
