TO THE EDITOR:
When tragedy hits, we try to grasp at the meaning of the horror before us. There is solace to be found in how we explain these events and reveal their evil.
When I got home from class yesterday, I learned that two bombs had gone off near the finish line of the Boston Marathon.
Over the next couple hours, we learned that three had been killed with more than a hundred wounded. The pictures and clips remain with us, but it is stunning how easily I am able to grasp this event as compared to others like Sandy Hook, Virginia Tech and 9/11.
I believe it is because of the context in which this attack occurred.
Whoever was responsible did this in the context of one of the signature events in all of long-distance running.
Some people train their whole lives to run the Boston Marathon. The event rests on many people’s bucket lists, including my own.
More importantly is that it is a hallmark event of one of the simplest, most innocent and most humble sports known to man.
Running is often painful, and often ungraceful above the surface.
It’s beauty hidden and without vanity.