My first thoughts went to all of my family and freinds that I knew would or even might be at the Boston Marathon.
I checked on my brother who used to volunteer at the finish line. When I saw him at Thanksgiving, he said this might be the year he starts up again. It took a while for him to call me back and he had NOT volunteered this year. His normal station would have been several yards away from where the bomb exploded.
I watched the happy faces of friends on facebook posting their pictures. A freind and 2 young children were at the finish line and went up to watch from the Prudential building... just in time. My cousins, one who has a newborn son, were close to the the area.
The reports came in and all of the people that I knew of were okay, safe, not injured. And I went to sleep sad, but relieved.
I woke up to the news on Tuesday morning that I have a connection to Martin Richard, the 8 year old boy murdered in this senseless act. Denise O'Brien Richard pledged the same co-ed Fraternity, Phi Pi Delta, just a short time after I did. We are Sisters. I knew her at Bridgewater State College (Now BSU). While I have lost track of most of my college and Fraternity friends since moving to Oregon 18 years ago, I have wonderful memories of Dee.
She married her sweetheart Bill, also from BSC. Bill is also a great guy and well respected and thought of by all of his freinds and co-workers.
This family has been torn apart.
The were all standing together when the bomb went off. Martin was killed. Dee has head trauma and almost lost an eye, Bill had shrapnel wounds and burns. Their dear 6 year old daughter lost her leg below the knee. Thankfully, their 11 year old son was shielded from the blast. But that family will never be the same.
There are lots of donation sites that have bee posted for all of the victims, but this one I know will go directly to the family.
If you would like to help, but would like to benefit all people affected by the bombing, here is a link to The One Fund set up by the city of Boston.
I am not asking for sympathy. It is not for me to seek. This family is special and they deserve any help that they can get. The wounds may heal, but how do you heal your heart from the senseless loss of a child?