Oh, Boston

B.A.A. - Boston Marathon 2013 LogoI was wrapping up a meeting with an employee in my office when my cell phone buzzed.  It was Monday, April 15 at 3:21 pm.

Picking up the phone, I saw a text from an Irish friend who lives outside of Dublin. “What the hell!” it said, “What is going on over there?”

With a knot in my stomach, I had a brief flashback to the morning of 9-11 when one of the administrative assistants stood in the center of our offices at work and said, “A plane just flew into the Twin Towers.”

I turned to my computer screen and saw an email from a co-worker who was going to show a few of us his new car at the end of the work day.  “Guys lets cancel, explosions on
Boylston St!! People hurt.”  Looking back, my interest in his new car seems so trivial now.

When I couldn’t connect to the Boston Globe web site, I knew it was from heavy on-line traffic. I sent a text back to my friend in Ireland.  “Just heard about it myself.”  I didn’t know what had happened, but I knew it was bad.

Then, the Globe web site appeared with the images, the videos, Twitter feeds, confusion with the fire at the JFK Library, and gruesome photos of the carnage and the horror at the Boston Marathon.  I repeatedly watched the now famous video taken at the finish line by a Globe reporter Steve Silva of both bombs exploding and the subsequent heroic responses by civilians, police, EMTs, firefighters and medical personnel.

Believe in BostonI think it would be an understatement to say that was the beginning of five tough, tense, sorrowful, grueling days in Boston.
I’m not going to go through all the details here – those can be found easily enough in the media. I do, however, have a few things to say.
First, my deepest condolences and sympathies go to the families of Martin Richard, Krystle Campbell and Lingzi Lu, the three people who were killed by the explosions at the marathon on Monday, and Sean Collier, the MIT police officer who was assassinated by the bombing suspects Thursday night.

I send my prayers and support to the more than 180 people who were injured by the blasts at the marathon, especially those who are still in serious condition in Boston hospitals, and to Richard Donohue, Jr., the MBTA Transit Police officer who was shot during the gunfight with the marathon bombing suspects on Thursday night and is also still in the hospital.

Happy Gilmore tweetTo the talking heads I’m watching right now on Sunday morning TV who are retrospectively second guessing the justification for Friday’s lockdown during the biggest manhunt in Massachusetts’ and the nation’s history and how it “gave the terrorists an economic victory”, I say, “Shut the hell up!”  Personally, I stand behind my governor, Deval Patrick, and Boston Mayor Menino on this one.

Thank You Police
To the local and federal law enforcement agencies, including the Boston Police, the Massachusetts State Police, the MBTA Transit Police, the MIT and Waterown Police, the FBI, the ATF and others, and to the first responders, EMTs and all the medical personnel, and even to the citizens of Boston and elsewhere who helped in so many ways during this ordeal, I repeat Mayor Menino’s words, “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

Lastly, about being a resident of the Boston area.  Although I moved here 15 years ago, I have always felt like a bit of an outsider.  Boston roots run deep.  Family and neighborhood ties go back generations, and I have been reminded over the years about how I was not born and raised here.  But those feelings of not being truly “from” here changed this week.  I walk these streets where the events took place, I check in with friends who were in the race, at the finish line and living in Watertown, I listen to friends and acquaintances who know the injured and the dead, the first responders and the police.  I feel just as much from Boston as Marky Mark, and I am in awe of the compassion, resolve and courage of the people of this town.

Boston, you’re my home, and I am so proud of you.

Five Days in April — edited by The Boston Globe’s Scott LaPierre

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5 Responses to Oh, Boston

  1. libertywolf says:

    Everyone here on my homefront was thinking of the people in Boston and I was worried about you, though I figured you were probably OK. Still, there was that moment when everything was in the air and anything could have happened to people I know. I have fond memories of Boston, from my visit just last month, but also from years ago. It is an awesome town and I agree with Happy Gilmore on this one… in essence, those terrorists picked the wrong town to fuck with! Thank you for this post and let’s hope that we find out what we need to know from the remaining bomber so that we can make sure this doesn’t happen again.

  2. We’ve all been woven into the fabric of this city in profound, new ways these last few days. Thanks for this.

  3. Thanks guys. And nicely said, PH.

  4. Anonymous says:

    I live in one of the cities that was locked down with a Shelter in Place order. It was really eerie when I looked out my window and every car was still in the driveway and not a single trash barrel put out on pick-up day. Over the course of time any movement outside appeared magnified immediately drawing your attention which was a major point besides public safety, the second suspect would have stood out like a sore thumb had he tried to move. Despite being secured in my dwelling and capable of defending myself the strain of the events had built up causing stress and an increasing eagerness to hunt down the bastard rather than holing up. I guess it’s true about Don’t “F” with Boston because we “F” back.


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