For the last month or so, I have been like most Americans and staying home, quarantining while our nation tries to get a better handle on this COVID-19 outbreak.
This goes against what I normally do during a crisis. Actually, I’ve never had a crisis like this. When we’ve had wars, it has always been over there, and as a nation, we send folks, usually our young, to fight while I get to stay home and really see little change in my daily life.
Oh, gas prices might go up a little, but nothing that really affects me.
But this, this has affected everything I see as normal. Restaurants closed, hair salons closed, schools closed, all sports both pro and college closed (No college basketball tournaments, no Triple Crown, and, gasp, no Masters.), all parks are closed, newscasts are done at the newscasters’ homes, and (a most cruel blow) bowling alleys are closed. Continue reading “Reemerging From A Pandemic”
What kind of reader are you? I often have breakfast with two friends. One doesn’t read. (What?) The other only reads nonfiction, usually for his work. My reading is a lot different.
I love to read. My parents used to laugh at me because, even at an early age, whenever we went somewhere, or went just for a ride, I’d be in the backseat reading. They really gave me a hard time when I got my driver’s license and had to ask directions whenever we drove anywhere.
No matter how old you are, you can always start something new. Whether it’s learning how to draw, to play cribbage, or to cook a souffle. If you’re willing. Learning and being pliable are two of the things that keep us young.
My summer started with a friend inviting me to join his senior summer bowling league. Once I got passed that ‘senior’, I said why not.
Back in junior high school (over 40 years ago), I bowled on a local rec league. My greatest memories were accidentally wearing the lane’s bowling shoes to a school Christmas party (Red and gray striped shoes go with anything, right?) and having my elbow burned by a cigarette. Not the high points of my life.