Friday, April 18, 2014

Boston Strong

Right now I am sitting in an old rocker, looking at a Leroy Neiman print on the wall of my office. The print is titled “Boston Marathon THE RACE”. I acquired this framed poster (lest you think I am a collector of original artworks) some 27 years ago, when I worked for a company that supplied footwear and clothing for runners.  This was a company full of athletes, mainly long distance runners, and each year several of them qualified to run the Boston Marathon. Patriots’ Day, as it is officially known in Massachusetts, was known as Marathon Day at the office. We were closed on Patriots’ Day, and anyone not running usually stood somewhere along the route offering water and encouragement to our coworkers. Once they had passed, we jumped in our cars and frantically tried to get to the finish line before they did.

That particular group of runners and cheerleaders has lost touch in the intervening years, but since I first hung up that poster, I have encountered dozens more people who have run, want to run, or are training to run THE RACE.  Most know they won’t win. Most just want to finish it.  Nearly everyone in New England knows someone who is running “Boston” just to be able to say they finished it.

That is why the events of last year were particularly loathsome. About 10 minutes after my last blog entry, on April 15 2013, two explosions rocked the finish line at the Boston Marathon.  The elite runners had already passed. The victims were people like the ones I had on my list, ordinary people who took three hours or more to finish.

When I heard the news I immediately thought of my “runners list”.  It’s a long list, and I knew that anyone who wasn’t running might be waiting somewhere along the way or at the finish line. I thought of the middle-aged husband and wife, who might be running together, or one waiting for the other at the end. We knew a pair of proud parents, waiting for their daughter and her friend to complete their first trip from Hopkinton.

So much has been written about this event, the Boston Marathon of 2013, I will not try to add to the lore. I was relieved to learn that none of my friends were killed or hurt. Many were of course, and so this quietly peaceful and joyous celebration of personal athletic achievement has been turned into something quite different. Yesterday, the anniversary was marked marked by a solemn ceremony recognizing those who were victims and those who were helpers. This was done so that next Monday, April 21, the Boston Marathon can once again be about the runners, and Patriots Day 2014 can be a reminder once again that freedom is not free. Thank you for standing with me.

1 comment:

  1. I can't believe it's been a year already. I hope the marathon goes off without any problems this year. It was just awful what happened last year.