I wish this was going to be a happier post.
If you don't want to read about a tragedy, then please enjoy these crocuses in bloom.
But I hope you read on.
It's all about three seconds. Police estimate that is all it took. Three seconds.
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One of the thirteen memorial plaques |
The thirteenth most deadly mass shooting (we are actually tied with Columbine) in the United States happened blocks from where I work in downtown Binghamton, New York on April 3, 2009, 10 years ago today.
On April 3, 2009, a troubled 41 year old immigrant walked into a building housing the American Civic Association on the edge of downtown Binghamton. He shot the receptionist (she survived) and entered an adult classroom for immigrants. Seconds later, 14 people, including the shooter (by suicide), were dead.
The shooter bought his gun legally, in a store (no longer in business) a bit more than a mile from my house. He frequented the Binghamton library, the same library whose crocuses are featured at the top of my post. The same Binghamton library I've spent many happy hours in.
Most of the victims were, themselves, immigrants.
On April 10, 2009,
I
wrote my first blog post, based on an email I wrote the day of the
shooting, as people concerned about my safety called or emailed me.
Since then, I have written other blog posts.
This is the one I wrote on April 3, 2016.
I've written several about Roberta King, the teacher in that classroom.
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ACA shooting memorial, Binghamton, New York |
Although I know someone who works for ACA (he wasn't there at the
time), and another person whose mother in law was in the building when
the shooting happened (she wasn't injured), I didn't know any of the
dead personally- although I had met one of them (Roberta King) several years before. Still,
every time there is a mass killing in the news, I think back to that
day, and can feel only sadness for those going through the experience
now.
Here are the dead. They came from many places. One couple, a husband and wife, left two children, six and 12. Others left children, too.
To quote our local paper:
"Some were young and full of hope for the future. Some
were in the prime of their lives, happy to be living here and enjoying
the fruits of their labors.
Some came here in search of knowledge, some in search of a safer, saner place to settle down and raise their families."
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One of the symbolic soaring birds at the ACA memorial |
But more sobering, to us in Binghamton,
it seems as though many have forgotten.
At the time, this was the seventh most deadly shooting in the United States. Now, so many other shootings have crowded ours out. Who can blame others for forgetting us, when there has been (in no particular order) Orlando, Las Vegas, Virginia Tech, Newtown, Connecticut, Sutherland Springs, Texas, Parkland, Florida and too many more to mention?
But, with the suicide this past week, of two survivors of mass shootings and the father of a woman who died in a mass shooting, I am concerned that anyone who is living through this hell (and it is a rest-of-their-lives hell only they can fully understand) ever feel like they are forgotten. For these families and co-workers, every day of the past 10 years has been April 3, 2009.
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Cars passing the ACA shooting memorial in Binghamton, taken by my "guest photographer" |
V
arious media outlets, including
the Boston Globe, have noted Binghamton being left off lists in news coverage of other shootings. Is that important? Yes, because it makes many of us feel forgotten. It's understandable in our minds, but not in our hearts.
But we in Binghamton, New York haven't forgotten you.
Why? It could be the flood of mass shootings that have followed the Binghamton shooting. Just one more spot of pain in a list that grows longer every day? Even the students of Parkland-turned-activists haven't been able to shock us out of national paralysis.
Will the shootings ever end? Will the nightmare of thousands of survivors ever end?
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