By Daisy Carrington, Contributor
Gerard McSorley was traveling the day a bomb shook the foundations of Omagh — his hometown. He was returning to Dublin, where he was living at the time, and his sister, who was in London struggling to piece together the events of the day, was frantic to reach him. On entering his house, he answered the phone to his sister’s hysterics. Images of bodies and general confusion filled her screen. The bomb detonated on Market Street in an area providing the economic needs for a population of no more than 17,300. The location was a mere 500 yards from the local courthouse and 200 yards from a bicycle shop once owned by Gerard’s father on nearby Bridge Street.