Waiting for apology

My 65-year-old wife was in a serious auto accident 12 years ago, almost losing both feet. After multiple surgeries, her goal’s been to walk Bloomsday. Following ankle replacement last August, she decided, “this is my year.” Many thought this an unattainable goal. As her husband, I totally supported her.

Sue and her friend Linda walked “slowly,” but persevered. On Doomsday Hill, officers asked if they planned to finish; they replied, “Yes, and tell officials at the finish line we’re on our way so have our shirts ready.”

Upon approaching the Monroe Street Bridge, it became apparent that no finish line, recorder of time, shirts, etc., were available. “Margareta” came toward them and said, “You can stop walking, you’ve finished.”

Needless to say, it was a devastating blow to my wife’s efforts that the race organizers in coordination with City Hall would decide to close up shop despite knowing people were still on the course. Not only did it knock down my wife’s effort and dream, but it’s an affront to all physically challenged finishers.

I’m sorry, but Bloomsday organizers/City Hall owes every participant who “finished” an apology; a matter of respect; an easily solved problem.

Bob Quinn

Cheney