The Happiest Man in Allston

There is a man that stands on the sidewalk of the Mass Pike overpass on Cambridge Street looking out over the train yard and downtown Boston. He turns to me as I ride by, beckoning me with his hand pointing and his eyes glowing to look at the scene with him. His smile is coast to coast. “Yes, you’re right on,” I say with my eyes and my hands. “That’s a beautiful site. Thank you for sharing your joy with me. “