
Photo: Steve Bosch, Vancouver Sun
Today marks a solemn day in Canada’s history – the 27th anniversary of the terrorist bombing of Air India Flight 182. This Canadian tragedy – planned on Canadian soil, against Canadians – took the life of 329 victims on board the aircraft, and two baggage handlers at Narita Airport in a second, related bombing. The loss, grief and pain felt by the victims’ families is unimaginable, and as Canadians, it is important for us to remember this tragedy, not just because of the horrific loss of life, but because of the sad history that followed the bombing that would bring down the aircraft of the shores of Bantry, in Ireland.
Nothing can be done, or said to replace those that have passed. But the lessons that needed to be learnt must be learned, and in many cases, steps have been taken to ensure that such a tragedy will never happen again.
This event changed lives for many – the families of the victims, the Irish citizens who helped with the recovery missions following the crash, the investigators, the prosecutors – everyone who has come into contact with any aspect of this tragedy cannot help but be touched forever by that event.
I had the privilege and honour of getting to know many of the victims’ families in 2005, when I was asked to become the Director of the Review of the Bombing of Air India flight 182, and Senior Advisor to the Hon. Bob Rae, who had been appointed by the Martin Government to write a report on the lessons that needed to be learnt by our law enforcement agencies, and by the government at large. Working with Bob, my team was also charged with working with the victims’ families to build appropriate, meaningful memorials to the victims in Vancouver, Toronto, Montreal, Ottawa, and in Bantry, Ireland. It became more than a job – it became a responsibility that I would cherish because, in some small way, it was an opportunity to help right a historic wrong – that this tragedy would never again be forgotten as the largest terrorist attack against Canadians. For this I will always be grateful to the families for letting me work with them, and to Bob Rae, for being a wonderful mentor in the art of reconciliation and of being unrelenting in the pursuit of the truth.

Photo: Darryl Dyck, The Canadian Press
The lessons that I learned came from the varying emotions and opinions that the victims’ families, the prosecutors, and the investigators all shared. Regret, frustration, sadness, disbelief, forgiveness, and eventually, calmness and a renewed sense that this must never happen again – to anyone – all of these came to the surface during our months of working together. I will never forget what one woman said to me when we discussed putting the victims’ names on the memorial in Vancouver: “I never saw my daughter again - I never touched her face, or her hair. We never got her body back. But when I see her name on the memorial, I will be able to touch her, to say goodbye”.
These are stories that are often lost in the political rhetoric around inquires, or reports. For me, the stories of each of the victims – captured in a beautiful book given to me by the victims’ families, is what should motivate us to act. One of those lives lost could have been the researcher that cured cancer, a Nobel laureate, a prime minister, an astronaut.
So as we built the memorials, and completed the review, we kept this with us in our hearts and minds, and in the process, tried to make things a little bit easier for the victims’ families.
Each memorial is in a beautiful setting, and shares a simple poem, which is cast on the original Air India memorial in Bantry:
Time flies
Suns rise and shadows fall
Let it pass by
Love reigns forever over all
So if you have a moment, go down to the Air India memorial – near the red fire engine in Stanley Park, Vancouver – and remember those lives that never had the chance to see their fullest potential, reflect on those left behind whose lives will never be the same, and thank the victims’ families for never allowing us to forget what happened, so that it may never happen again.