It was a bright, sunny day in Boston yesterday. The kind of day on the East Coast when a person can’t wait to get outside and enjoy lunch time sitting on a bench being warmed by the sun. Wintertime is long and hard, especially in Boston, so when Spring finally blossoms, there’s hardly a hesitation to get out and enjoy it.
That would be the case on a normal day, but it’s been anything but normal for Bostonians this past week. It’s been a horror show of events that have changed the face of our country, much less that city. I don’t know the numbers, but I would guess that most of America was tuned-in to some sort of broadcast following the events that led to the capture of 19-year old Dzhokhar Tsarnaev last night. His brother Tamerlan, 26, had been killed in a shoot-out the night before. Both are suspects in the Boston Marathon bombings that killed three and wounded more that 170.
As each hour passed I wondered could those really be images of hundreds of police, SWAT, ATF and FBI swarming on Watertown, Mass.? Did I really hear rapid gun fire on the streets of this small town, USA?
It was a lot to take-in as the bright, sunny day gave way to dusk and the capture of the suspect.
These images from the week will stay with me forever.
Terrorism is an exhausting trauma.