The Marathon Tragedy
April 18, 2013 12:00AM
So I missed a few days. I wrote on the eve of Marathon Monday / Patriots Day, and then I didn’t have the energy to write on the day of the Marathon after what happened. Or the next day. But my friend Katie Lannan did. She wrote a phenomenal article about it. I can barely bring myself to type the words bomb or attack.
My home was bombed, and that is something I never thought I would have to say.
I was on the corner Hereford and Newbury when I heard two loud bangs. I was with three kids and their mom, and we were a bit confused but I honestly didn’t think much of it right away. It took about 20 seconds for me realize that, no, that was not a malfunction of sorts (electrical issues, natural gas, whatever). The cops told us to get out of there. They didn’t know what was happening, which isn’t a good thing.
I had two thoughts. My first thought was what if there’s more, and my second thought was I need to keep these kids safe. That was my primary concern, these kids that I have grown to love dearly. They were pretty calm about it all - and their dad was running the marathon. He was also fine. He didn’t get to finish, but that was a moot point. He was safe, they were safe, all was well.
I was 11 when 9/11 happened and it didn’t really register with me right away. I did write a poem about it, but I think I wrote it in December. I’m now twice as old as I was then and where I actually live was attacked. I spend a lot of time in Back Bay - and I spent four years on the corner of Mass Ave and Boylston Street. It’s no wonder why I’m so..unsettled.
Maybe not unsettled. Or maybe that’s the best word for it. I feel totally safe. I’ve been around Boylston Street a few times since and I feel fine. The amount of love that’s in Boston right now is palpable. It’s astonishing. There are so many people who have done so much. It’s amazing to be able to call them my neighbors.
Hopefully someday I’ll be able to write about this more eloquently because the people involved deserve to have their story more eloquently told.