I write in response to Brian McGrory’s Dec. 7 Metro column “A bright life, a needless end,” which included the self-penned obituary that Christopher Weigl wrote for a journalism class.
Tragic is not a word I use lightly. There are tragedies large and complicated happening in faraway places as I write, but today I will use the word tragedy to describe Weigl’s story. His young life, brimming with promise, was ended, abruptly, on his commute to school because Boston does not yet have the understanding that cyclists, automobiles, and pedestrians all share our urban streets. Unlike pedestrians, cyclists have no barriers or protection from distracted drivers and enormous trucks.
There must be an accommodation for the safety of the thousands of bike commuters who ride the streets of Boston every day. Weigl dreamed of being a photojournalist, able to tell a story through one snap of a lens. The last image of this young man’s life should be the final reminder that Commonwealth Avenue must have a safe zone for cyclists — now.