This is not just a Groupon, a daily deal or your typical awareness message. This is an effort to honor a respected Groupon employee, Chicago resident and friend of the daily deal community. Bobby Cann, who was killed by a driver May 29 as he biked home from work, is the center of a Groupon deal to offer users a chance to donate to the Active Transportation Alliance in hopes of bringing more protected bike lanes to Chicago.
There are seven days left on the deal and more than 1,000 $10 Groupons that go directly to the Alliance’s Protected Bikeways Campaign had been purchased so far.
Cann’s girlfriend and editorial staffer Catherine Bullard writes,
Bobby worked at Groupon as an Editorial Tools Specialist. He’d started as a writer, but he taught himself how to write scripts and build tools that would help improve the lives of his coworkers. He biked to work almost every day—through rain, sleet, and snow. Bobby was cycling home on the clear, sunny evening of Wednesday, May 29, when he was hit and killed by a car going in the same direction. The crash happened near the intersection of Larrabee Street and North Clybourn Avenue. Neither street has bike lanes.
Bobby Cann’s bicycle was an extension of himself, like a wing sharply slanting from a swallow. As if in rhythm with wind currents, updrafts, and the miniscule permutations of an invisible flock, Bobby soared, rejoicing, through the streets. He swooped down empty neighborhood roads in the quiet of the night, he elegantly circumvented potholes with an arabesque of his wheel, he whizzed down bike lanes in straight and true lines. Bobby loved riding in snow, in heat, alone and in undulating masses. Bobby talked about the Ride of Silence and Critical Mass bicycle rides like some people talk about church: a way to commune with others, to feel joy and belonging as a participant in Chicago’s culture.
It’s true of life in general, but it’s certainly true of urban cycling: there is no way to control all the elements of your own safety. Bobby prevented harm to himself in every way he could. He always wore a helmet and outfitted his bike with lights. He used hand signals not only to indicate when he turned, but also to point out potholes to fellow cyclists behind him. He carried a patch kit and spare tubes wherever he rode.
Death can come to us at any time. A meteor can come dashing in from a whirling asteroid belt. The very universe could blink off, just as it once blinked on. In a moment, in a breath, it is over. But living under the stars—a miracle and a wonder that Bobby cherished close in his heart—is not inherently dangerous. So it should be with cycling.
According to recent reports, “On May 31, Park Ridge resident Ryne San Hamel was charged with reckless homicide, felony aggravated driving under the influence involving a death, and other misdemeanor charges in relation to the crash. A Critical Mass bike ride was held in honor of Cann, and friends constructed a makeshift memorial at the intersection of the crash.”
Source: Red Eye Chicago