NOTIONS: After Easter, a resurrection of the theocratic kind
On a recent Saturday, after a week of visiting colleges, my son Austin and I found ourselves with most of a day to kill before our return flight from Boston. The Red Sox were on the road. We’d already walked a fair piece of the Freedom Trail. So my friend Alan suggested we hit the Museum of Fine Arts and he’d drive up from Hartford to join us. Austin has a thing for Monet (I’m not sure how many other…