Support the Great American Cycle I
From Boston to Brewster via Hyannis
26-27 June 2016
Arriving in Brewster (near Bramble Inn) June 27, 10am
There isn’t really much to say about today.
We had thought about things to do. Wondering how we could get people’s attention. Make them stop in their daily routine to reflect. Maybe kick them into action.
In the end, we put a plaque down into the ground, marking the spot where Pádraig’s accident happened three years ago today.
There was a photographer there from the Cape Cod Times and a journalist. There was also a writer from the Boston Globe. All are planning to write about the accident and about An Saol. Hopefully, someone who is in a position to help us will read the articles.
I promised myself not to look back today. Not to wonder what if. What if the accident had not happened. What if the doctors had proceeded with their preferred action and had organised an organ donation. What ifs don’t work and usually don’t do any good. Today I miss Pádraig. I’m looking forward to going back home and spend time with him. We need to get An Saol’s therapy services going.
I want to thank Pádraig’s friends who organised the first fundraiser in Ireland for An Saol yesterday, the Summer Session supporting An Saol and The Great American Cycle.
I want to thank Pádraig’s friends who cycled with me from Boston to Cape Cod. They are heroes. I also want to thank the two friends who joined the cycle from Hyannis to Brewster today, as well as the friend who took off time from her work and arrived in Brewster with an Irish flag painted on paper and An Saol written all over it.
Two of the most difficult moments were meeting the people Pádraig worked for when he was here on Cape Cod.
Last night, we went out to Gerardi’s Cafe, myself and the four friends who cycled to Brewster today. The owners, two of the nicest people you could ever meet, treated us to the most delicious meal and said that Pádraig had never stopped being on their minds. Staff told us that his cup (I think it was for tips) was still sitting in the kitchen.
Today, in Brewster, the owner of the Bramble Inn, came out and talked to me. He said that there wasn’t a day when they didn’t think about the accident and didn’t pray for Pádraig. He said Pádraig was a beautiful young man, nice and good humoured. So tall, he had at times problems getting himself around the rooms he had to clean.
I don’t want to think about the tragedy, about the catastrophe that happened that day. But, of course, who could I not.
I’ll have time now to go into Cape Cod Hospital, their little prayer room, and pray. Pray as we did when we were here three years ago and thought we were going to loose Pádraig. This time, I will pray for him to continue to improve and to be able to enjoy his life as much as possible. And I will promise that I will not stop until the An Saol project will be a reality.