by Pa Rock
Mudbound Pedestrian
My cousin is the bravest person I know. This week as I hobbled about the farm just accomplishing small tasks like walking out to the road to check the mail, Cousin J boarded a crowded passenger plane near her home in Arizona and then flew to Colorado where she got on another crowded commercial airliner and flew on to the state of Washington.
Cousin J, who is a lady of mature years, though younger than me, did not undertake her perilous journey in an unprepared manner. She emailed a "selfie" to me that showed her ready to catch her first flight. She was wearing a large, but stylish, black bowler hat, face mask, protective plastic visor, and a long white lab coat with a pair of rubber gloves visible in the pocket. She also had her arms and legs covered by long sleeves and pants. Cousin J looked as though she was ready to fly to Africa and save a village from the ravages of ebola!
Cousin J arrived at her destination safely and is now in self-quarantine. She is very conscious not only of her own safety, but also with the safety of others.
I heard a news report yesterday which said that half-a-million people passed through TSA checkpoints one day earlier in the week, and that exactly one year before that 2.5 million people had boarded planes in the United States. That's a drop of 80 percent over last year. Fewer people are going to work, fewer people are shopping in stores, and fewer people are flying. The Federal Reserve may give its opinion on how the economy is doing, but the actual proof is swirling all around us. The "recovery" that some politicians try to talk into existence has not happened - nor is it likely to happen until a proven vaccine has been disseminated across much of the general population.
Until there is a proven vaccine in wide use, many of us will continue to do as much as we can to safeguard our own lives by avoiding unnecessary contact with others.
Thank you, Cousin J, for being the poster girl for safety and responsibility in the time of the plague. May your stint in self-quarantine be uneventful and pass quickly. I'll see you on Nantucket when this madness ends!
Mudbound Pedestrian
My cousin is the bravest person I know. This week as I hobbled about the farm just accomplishing small tasks like walking out to the road to check the mail, Cousin J boarded a crowded passenger plane near her home in Arizona and then flew to Colorado where she got on another crowded commercial airliner and flew on to the state of Washington.
Cousin J, who is a lady of mature years, though younger than me, did not undertake her perilous journey in an unprepared manner. She emailed a "selfie" to me that showed her ready to catch her first flight. She was wearing a large, but stylish, black bowler hat, face mask, protective plastic visor, and a long white lab coat with a pair of rubber gloves visible in the pocket. She also had her arms and legs covered by long sleeves and pants. Cousin J looked as though she was ready to fly to Africa and save a village from the ravages of ebola!
Cousin J arrived at her destination safely and is now in self-quarantine. She is very conscious not only of her own safety, but also with the safety of others.
I heard a news report yesterday which said that half-a-million people passed through TSA checkpoints one day earlier in the week, and that exactly one year before that 2.5 million people had boarded planes in the United States. That's a drop of 80 percent over last year. Fewer people are going to work, fewer people are shopping in stores, and fewer people are flying. The Federal Reserve may give its opinion on how the economy is doing, but the actual proof is swirling all around us. The "recovery" that some politicians try to talk into existence has not happened - nor is it likely to happen until a proven vaccine has been disseminated across much of the general population.
Until there is a proven vaccine in wide use, many of us will continue to do as much as we can to safeguard our own lives by avoiding unnecessary contact with others.
Thank you, Cousin J, for being the poster girl for safety and responsibility in the time of the plague. May your stint in self-quarantine be uneventful and pass quickly. I'll see you on Nantucket when this madness ends!
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