I posted this photo on Facebook, but I know some of those who like to know what's going on in our family don't do FB, so I'm doing a little update on the blog.
I posted this finish line photo from 2005 because I didn't want the bad guys to get the last word! Harry was a mile from the finish line when the bombs went off. They didn't hear them or even see the smoke right away; he said everyone just stopped. The word filtered through that the race had been stopped, and Harry decided to take off through a residential neighborhood to get to where Matt and Eliza were waiting for him.
While at school, I had no idea what was going on. I don't usually check my phone or the internet while I am teaching. So when the office manager sent me a note asking me to come to the principal's office at the beginning of lunch, I thought some parent had complained about me!! She told me that there had been bombs at the Boston finish line. She offered her phone and her office for me to do any calling and contacting I needed to do.
I got hold of Eliza, who said they were waiting for Harry. Then Harry called me and said would I get a message to Eliza about the street he was following to get to them. We didn't talk much - he was anxious to meet up with everyone. I finally looked at my cell phone - and there were 17 messages!!
It went like that for the rest of the day - text messages, voicemails, calls, emails. I had asked Eliza and Bonny to put something on Facebook so people would know everyone was okay - at least every Terrill was!! Noah texted me at 3:30 asking if we were still going to go to the show at 4:30. I figured we could do with a little distraction! So we went and saw 42 - which we enjoyed - and then out to dinner. We came home to more emails, texts, and calls.
Talked with Eliza - who pointed out that Harry had had about 10 minutes worth of delays towards the end of the race - and he was running 10 minute miles - slow for him, but he does have that "bum hip!' And the bombs went off when he was at the 25 mile mark. You do the math - and the delays kept him from being at the finish line when the chaos began.
Small mercies indeed!
Matt, Eliza and kids are just about now driving into their neighborhood. Hopefully Harry is asleep and not being awakened by leg cramps. I have tried to answer the text messages, emails, and phone messages. (I'm compulsive that way!) Harry is scheduled to fly home tomorrow morning. I will be glad to see him!!
Many are posting the famous quote from Mr. Rogers about looking for the helpers whenever something scary happens - good advice!!
And the word is that the 4,000 runners who didn't get to finish will get to finish next year!
I don't think the bad guys have a prayer!