On April 15, 2013, Pat Culligan ran the Boston Marathon for the ninth time.  His wife, Maureen Connors Culligan, the Personal Lines Manager at the Connors Agency in Mechanicville, was as excited as ever, waiting at the finish line for Pat to cross, ready to join him along with some friends to celebrate another good run.  She was lucky this year.  Pat’s friend and fellow runner, Norris Pearson, had obtained tickets to the VIP bleachers at the finish line for Maureen and his wife, Marguerite.  They had great seats to watch the racers cross the line.  Across the street from them were metal barriers to keep the spectators back and an impressive row of colorful flags of all nations flapping in the breeze.

After starting his run in Hopkinton at 10 o’clock in the morning, Pat crossed the finish line on Boylston Street across from the Boston Public Library somewhere near the 3 hour and 25 minute mark. He made his way to the runners-only area at Copley Square where he, along with other participants, would be watched for signs of dehydration or exhaustion as he wound down from the 26 mile effort.

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