I understand the instinct: the need to connect, to empathize, to be a part of an experience. It's why we call them "shared experiences"; why we call them "national tragedies." In the nitty-gritty though, they are not. They are not shared and they are not national -- they are so very deeply personal.
I love the New York Yankees, but I'll be honest with you. After this week's tragedy in Boston, I began to wonder if it would ever feel safe to attend a game again. If the Boston event confirmed one thing to us, it's that mass violence has officially entered the public square, and that we can never know who -- or what -- the next target will be.