Since his disappearance earlier this month, virtually everyone in southern Ontario has come to know the name ‘Tim Bosma’. His name, face and images of the truck that brought the alleged suspects into his life have been plastered on TV screens, newspapers, websites, lamp posts and transit shelters.
While his family and friends anxiously waited for news, tens of thousands of strangers shared his picture, provided tips to police and did what they could to help.
Sadly, it was for naught. Timothy Bosma’s remains were found today, and the police made a grim announcement that he had not only been killed, but his body, burned.
What happened to Bosma puts on display the worst of humanity, while the outpouring of grief and the number of people who took time to hang posters up near their homes, share his information on Facebook and who had talked with family and friends about him, simultaneously demonstrated humanity at it’s finest. It showed empathy, concern and caring about a fellow man.
It is shocking to think that something as simple as selling a used vehicle might mark you for murder. That someone’s life would be valued at less than a truck is frightening and cruel.
Tonight Tim’s child went to bed without a father, his wife without a husband and a community without a pillar of good. That is a pain no one, but those who are forced to experience it can know. Bosma will undoubtedly be mourned by those who knew him best, but in many ways his story and his tragedy will also mark the lives of everyone who held out hope that some way, some how this good man, who was simply trying to sell his truck, would come home again.
We can talk about the safety of buying and selling items online, but that isn’t and shouldn’t be the point of this story.