November 15, 2015
I have read many things about the attacks in Paris, over the past couple of days.
I know many statistics, like the latest reports that 129 people, maybe even more by now, have already been confirmed dead, with 352 more injured, many with extensive injuries.
I know that these are not the only terrorist attacks that are happening in the world, and that in the past few weeks, there were similar attacks, related specifically to ISIS.
The rundown reads something like this:
October 31– A Russian Airline crashes in Sinai, killing all 244 on board. Mechanical failure is ruled out, and an ISIS group claims responsibility.
November 3– Suicide bombers kill 43, and injure 200, in Beirut, Lebanon, ISIS again claims responsibility.
November 13– Suicide bombers kill 26, and injure 61, at a funeral in Baghdad, Iraq. ISIS claims responsibility.
November 13– Suicide bombers and fighters kill 120 in Paris, and injure almost 400.
I have read lists of names of the dead, and looked at pictures of faces; smiles and gleaming eyes shining back at me, full of the same life, I still possess.
I decided to pick just 1 person, 1 human being lost in the tragedy, and try to learn as much as I could, so we could all get to know him a bit better, even though he is gone.
Meet Quentin Mourier, who is 29 years old.
He lived in Paris and was loved by his family and friends.
He was particularly loved by someone named Julia, who lives in Montreal, and calls him ‘Mouki’.
He liked Jazz, Funk, and Soul, and loved to ‘listen to music and dance freely’, according to a friend.
He had 430 Friends on Facebook.
In August, he was checking out this Hoverboard Simulation.
He posted the cartoon in the link below, on September 10, 2015. I haven’t found a way to translate the words, but it appears to be about the Syrian Refugees. I am sure at that time he had no idea he would face similar kinds of violence and terror.
Quentin worked as an Architect, for the International Workshop of Greater Paris, a Public Interest group with an interest in research and development, of Greater Paris.
Quentin was also an avid Urban Farmer, and part of the Urban Orchards group.
A Memorial on their website stated that Quentin was ‘One of the most active members of Urban Orchards. His resources, energy, initiative, and commitment, all contributed enormously to the Association and the Collective’.
He probably attended a Jazz Event, called ‘The Loving Roof’, on September 7, and I hope he danced until his feet hurt that night.
Quentin was killed at Bataclan, by terrorists, while attending the concert.
A Twitter tribute to Quentin indicated he would appreciate it, if you planted a fruit tree, in his memory.
Quentin, I hope you are at peace, and I know you are missed. And I will plant a fruit tree, in your memory.