Earlier this afternoon three bomb explosions (two at the Boston Marathon finish line and one at the JFK Library a couple miles away) rocked an unsuspecting city, and unsuspecting crowds running in and cheering alongside the famous Boston Marathon. At this writing, two people have been confirmed dead and approximately 100 persons have suffered injuries- some of them critical. It is unclear who might have done this; there are currently no suspects.
What is unsettling and unnerving for me is the fact that this occured essentially in my back yard, or in “my city”. True, I did move a few years ago up to southern New Hampshire, but I still call Boston my home city and I interact with the city on a very regular basis.
My beautiful daughter was born in Boston (as was my wife). When my mother moved here from Europe, she settled in an ethnic part of the city. I have worked at the famed Boston Garden, and also at the World Trade Center (Boston version). My aunt was neighbors with (sharing an alley) the historic Paul Revere house. Just this morning I had a work appointment in Boston, about a half-mile from the location of the explosions.
Boston is a key part of the fabric of my life. To see this happen here is unfathomable. It feels eerily similar to September 11th, 2001. Naturally today was not quite the same and the scope not as large, but regardless it does feel similar.
In the days and weeks to follow there will be many questions and much sorrow, and anger. People will ask, from various faith walks, why a good God allows tragedies like this to happen. Why do innocent people, including children, die or suffer painful injuries? The sad and troubling part is that there is not a good, or a satisfying, answer to this question. We live in a fallen world, and there is true evil throughout. That fact will not make us feel more secure or more content, and soon we will have to move on and move forward.
But for some in Boston, there will be no moving forward. I offer my prayers to those families effected by today’s horrific incidents. And to the rest of my city of Boston: it is time to come together for the greater good. It is time to be the tightknit community that we can- at times- become. Terrorists, whether domestic or foreign, will not overcome this city, or this nation.