The strongest, fastest, and best athletes in the world will assemble this week for the Olympics in London. Thousands will experience the thrill of victory and the disappointment of defeat. Multitudes around the world will applaud and cheer their accomplishments.
I’ll watch, but with haunted memories. Those memories began in 2004 when the Olympic Games returned to their roots in Athens. That’s when life took a dramatic turn. Everything looked different early one morning during those Olympics. The buildings, the trees, the streets - they just weren’t the same.
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