From the L.A. Times' Stacey Leasca in Boston:
Amanda Parquette is on the marathon sidelines, cheering on her dad, Ron, a 62-year-old runner from Maine.
"Did you get a 26.2?" Parquette cheerfully
asks a stranger in Kenmore. That's marathon lingo for "have you finished a marathon?" The stranger replied he not only had one but two marathons.
"Nice!" Parquette replies and the pair high-five.
Parquette was keeping a close eye on the local favorite, runner Shalane Flanagan, who was leading -- until about 12 minutes ago.
From Tina Susman, on the scene in Wellesley:
Anyone who thinks of distance running as a quiet sport has not stood at the midway point of the Boston Marathon, where a crescendo of screams, cheers, clanging bells and clapping drowned out the sound of the runners' feet.
The early morning crowd had swelled to thousands as the runners came into view in Natick and pounded on to Wellesley. The spectators held their hands out to give high fives to runners. They hollered support to runners they didn't know.
"That was the best part!" one runner said as he passed through an especially raucous section in Wellesley.