“Last Friday a terrorist tried to kill my friends. With a bomb placed outside their workplace he voiced his political dissent in the most cowardly of ways: Through violence. In the hours that followed I reached out over the Internet, through email, Facebook and Twitter, to make sure they were OK. And they were. By random chance, the luck of the draw, by the tiniest of margins. One was on holiday. Another had gone home early. The third met a mutual friend in front of the building at 3:16 p.m., only 10 minutes before the bomb went off. They likely walked right past the terrorist. In an email to me later, one of them writes “It’s strange to think how close I was to waiting a bit longer.” The bomb went off as they turned the corner a block away, killing eight and wounding many more. The time was 3:26 p.m.”
Read the whole piece over at the Vancouver Sun.