By TERRY LYONS, Editor-in-Chief
BOSTON – As hard as we all try to put one foot in front of the other, each year on this date, I can’t help but feel true anger and emptiness. Anger for the senseless acts of two crazed cowards, one dead and the other awaiting his government sentence to meet his maker for true judgement.
Emptiness, seeking the never-to-be-answered question of what would four young souls be doing today if they were not standing at the Boston Marathon finish line that terrible day.
Four good, innocent people.
We often hear of the MR-8 efforts and, because of Martin Richard’s very young age, we connect so much with him and his family, a family that has endured more than any of us could ever imagine.
Today, I’m wondering what Miss Lü Lingzi would be doing. She came to the USA, from China, to study at Boston U. I imagine she came with hope and dreams of a great future. She was experiencing true Boston. The Marathon. The best day of the year, here.
Now, she’s gone. I can only think of her parents. Emptiness.
Yet, we must move-on. We lay wreaths, we pay tribute and respects and we take a step, yet again, this year. It’s springtime in Boston, the Sox are playing. The Bs and Cs are in the playoffs and we have our sports, the lifeblood of this town.
I just wish there were four more fellow Bostonians, certainly and always including the late Ms. Lu, to cheer with us this Monday.