“Then I couldn’t reach him anymore. Then my phone died. No one with me knew anything. Those in charge refused to tell us anything. I hoped the problem was my phone because the power was so low. Or were there three bombs? Was that why Tom’s phone wasn’t working?
“I used someone else’s phone. Tom’s phone was still dead. I was the only one to get that message. I called my son at home and asked him to keep trying to reach Tom.
Because of what I’ve been thru over the past two years, I was extremely careful during the race and was still at 90 percent except for blisters, so I was lucky. But we were all wet, and the wind was there after the hill, and we couldn’t just wait there. It was getting cooler. Tom was my only contact from the 40 people I’d come on the bus with. People near me were from other countries with language issues, and other states. I myself am local and felt helpless, I can’t imagine how they were feeling.
“A Boston College faculty member who was running invited us to find help down the hill at BC. We all ended up in St. Ignatius down the street. In the church, it was very calm, but everyone had some level of exhaustion, blisters, thirst or arthritis. We were all in a state of mental shock. Several BAA volunteers are members of my running club, The Winner’s Circle Running Club in Salisbury, and they found me and Steve Reid in church, and put me back in contact with my husband. They stayed with me until I was on a bus. There was so much relief for me. I was so lucky. Others were still crying in alcoves.