The shock in the Back Bay

Perhaps I am still in sense of shock as the details and the reality of the bombing at the finish line of the Boston Marathon sink into my mind.

One is almost immune when you hear about civilian targeted  bombs exploding in those places of unrest like the Middle East or Africa.

Today, I can only wonder how something like this can happen here in my neighborhood.

These are the very streets that my family walks on a daily basis.

This marathon is the event that I have run and finished with my family watching me cross the finish line.

We frequent those stores on Boylston Street that were damaged in the blast.

That this tragedy could happen in my neighborhood is all the more unsettling.

That my 10-year old son was literally on the corner of Newbury and Fairfield streets and walking toward Boylston Street when the second bomb exploded is all the more surreal. As my son said afterward, “I felt the ground shake, saw the smoke and a horde of people running towards me,” and then he gave me a big hug.

My family was lucky—no one was injured.

There will be other families from our community that were in the race or observing the race that were not hurt physically but may be scarred emotionally.

However, there are those innocent people who have been killed or permanently maimed, and words cannot express our sympathy.

As a society, we know that those responsible will be brought to justice.

As part of the human race, we can only pray that this will never happen again.

But the sad reality is that world has grown up and until April 15 I had not.

Stephen Quigley is the publisher of the Gazette. He lives with his family in the Back Bay.

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