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The Boston Tragedy: Reflecting & Reacting

Submitted by Rabbi Barry Lutz

On the Tuesday night following the terror attack at the Boston Marathon, TAS High School students wrote their reactions and reflections. Below is the response of one of those students … 


Today I walked through the front door, eagerly asking my mom if it we were going on a run. She replied by pointing at the TV. The news was on and the screen read: ‘Two explosions at Boston Marathon Finish’. “2 dead over 86 wounded.” Nearly 6 hours later, that number is above 130. I am shocked by the harm one human is capable of causing. But doesn’t that mean one person can change the world for the better? But a bigger question: Can terrorism really be fought?

The recent events in Boston are disheartening, discouraging, dissuading, and frankly, disgusting. Am I ever going to have the courage to run another marathon?

We as humans are obligated to mourn the losses of innocent by standers, runners, or security guards. We are obligated to respect their suffering and pity their physical and emotional injuries. Someone has targeted marathon runners. But not only them, well us, but American and human kind.

I proudly wear those 3 labels.

I am a marathon runner, an American, and a person. I do not want these labels morphing into targets.

It could have been LA 1 year ago.

Thinking one year ago I finished a marathon and visited Boston directly after, is really scary. I know terrorism is wrong, like most warm-hearted people. However, putting it down ultimately results in more violence. Because, to be blunt, they believe in terrorism as strongly as we don’t.

I want to take a stand. I want someone to read this and help me in aiding the world. Ultimately, no one is safe. Nowhere is safe. No time is safe. But living in fear is just as dangerous as living in direct vicinity as physical danger. Therefore, every human must work hand-in-hand with each other, an improbable feat.

Tomorrow, I plan on wearing my marathon shirt, as a sign of support. I see that it may appear disrespectful, too soon, or as if I am rubbing my past safety in the faces of those put in danger today. But that is millions of marathons worth of miles away from my intent. I feel as if marathon runner can unit in solidarity, show support for people we’d have instant camaraderie with, and make a difference in the world. I vow to support these victims of terror. To wear my labels with pride and dignity and never let them turn into bulls eyes.