I didn’t intend to add to all the talk about the Boston bombings even though my thoughts are with the victims, those who trained hard to compete and their families there to cheer them on, and especially the heroes who rushed to aid the injured. It’s for sure I have nothing to add and you’ve probably read enough already — stuff written by people who know nothing more than you or I. But the latest news is a pretty darned good example of something that makes me crazy and so here I am typing about the Boston bombings after all.
When I read that reporters are camped at the home of Bill Richard — the man who lost his 8 year-old son, Martin, and whose wife and daughter are both recovering from serious injuries resulting from the carnage, it made me sad. After this father respectfully asked for privacy to grieve and recover what’s he get? Not respect from some… that’s for sure.
While I don’t advocate using the f-word… I couldn’t help but share the post I read on Facebook (that has already been ‘liked’ by over 115 thousand people and ‘shared’ over 8 thousand times at the time of this posting). Because it’s raw. And it’s real. And because I agree.
Be nice to one another, you guys. And be respectful. It’s the right thing to do.