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I was 100+ miles offshore tuna fishing with Skip Petis of the Dorado II out of Point Judith . . . we started getting blurbs over the marine radio of planes crashing, car bombs, suicide bombers, etc., etc. - many of which turned out to be false, unfortunately some were not. No one much felt like fishing and we headed in . . . I can vividly remember the Coast Guard boats patrolling the shores as we neared port and the nearly non-stop line of police and emergency vehicles flying down the Mass Pike presumable to help in the effort.
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