Welcome to Atlanta's Olympic Stadium for the opening ceremony of the Centennial Olympic Games. Back in '96, Atlanta was booming with excitement around hosting the Olympic Games. For the first time, our city was stepping into center stage. What no one could have predicted is that it would be remembered for something else. There is a bomb in Centennial Park. You have 30 minutes. Two people died that night, more than 100 injured.
And the bombings, they were far from over. The two bombs an hour apart that rocked an abortion clinic in Atlanta. I sat down just for a second and noticed a bright flash and then a tremendous blast. Two more bombings, this time at an Atlanta nightclub catering to lesbians. I saw as soon as I turned the corner, basically someone bleeding out. There was really little doubt that we were dealing with a serial bomber.
The FBI would lead a five-year manhunt in search of a fugitive willing to kill for a cause. But this story isn't his story. It's a human story, one that I've become entangled with. And it turns out I'm not the only one. It kind of gave me a feeling of pending doom. So many sleepless nights. I don't think I felt anything at the time, or I didn't let myself think about it. It didn't feel real. The death threats that we subsequently received for years threatened the lives of our kids.
These chaotic events tied our lives together in ways no one expected, jeopardizing the ground beneath our feet and forcing us to explore the gray areas between right and wrong, life and death. Our once ordinary lives changed forever. From Tenderfoot TV and iHeart Podcasts, I'm Cole Acasio, and this is Flashpoint. Why are you still alive? The Lord was looking after us, that's all I can say. Coming July 25th to Apple Podcasts or wherever you get your podcasts.