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Thank Christ my brother's okay

My brother Casey works in a restaurant that was nearby to the explosion. He went to work today excited, thinking they'd be busy because of the marathon crowds. The glass windows out front blew in from the blast. Thank Jesus he wasn't hurt, but everyone sitting near them was all cut up from the shards. He had to help people who were bleeding all over the place. He was very shaken up, but he got home safely, and I'm just so glad he's okay. Saying a prayer for those poor people who weren't okay, for those killed, those injured, those who had arms and legs blown off.

We're going home for a few days tomorrow. The visit was planned, as we've been trying to get home every six weeks or so, but I think my parents will be especially glad to see him after this. I just hate this. Yet one more beautiful cultural institution, from people who want nothing more than to participate in a fun activity and make an athletic achievement, used to maximize the causing of pain. And now the fear that this is going to instill in people will just up the pain-in-the-ass security measures that are going to compromise liberty in return for no more than an illusion of safety. Thanks, bomber, you jackass. Thanks for wrecking the beautiful things in the world.

At least the outpouring of support, help, and generosity from people in response to those hurt has shown that most of us aren't monsters. Most of us make those things beautiful. Thank God that's what wins out in the end. 

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acousticshadow2
Apr. 16th, 2013 02:11 am (UTC)
I'm so glad your brother is safe! Angels are watching over Boston. So many more bad things could have happened and didn't. Prayers are with all the families of victims. I'm so glad your family is safe.
staystrong62805
Apr. 16th, 2013 03:37 am (UTC)
I'm really glad he's okay.
laurion
Apr. 16th, 2013 07:01 pm (UTC)
Glad to hear he's okay. I didn't think I knew anyone that close to the scene, but this reminds me how small the world really is, and how big events can ripple through like waves in a pond. And I am with all the runners who have said something along the lines of 'we're going to pick ourselves up and run the next time, and the time after, and the time after that; until the people who commit these atrocities understand that we will not give in to fear'.
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My name is Phoebe. I'm Boston area theater professional and English professor focused in writing, acting, directing, and modeling. I'm known for having lots of interests, lots of opinions about those interests, and a very high estimation of the value thereof. This blog is for talking about whatever's on my mind, from my daily life to my activities to musing on any number of abstract topics. Thanks for taking the time to read.

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MRS. HAWKING part 2 and 3


at the Watch City Steampunk Festival 2016

presented by The Chameleon's Dish

Vivat Regina
by Phoebe Roberts

at 2PM

and

Base Instruments
by Phoebe Roberts

at 6PM

Saturday, May 13th 2017
at 274 Moody Street, Waltham, MA

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"The Tailor at Loring's End" screenplay
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"Adonis" screenplay
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