Monday, August 17, 2020
As I looked at today’s date, I realized it seemed familiar – vaguely. And then it struck me, March 17 was the first blog entry I did in this time of COVID-19. St. Patrick’s Day thought of in another time but not this year. Five months of being concerned that someone in my family or beloved circle of friends might be hit by this virus and taking all the precautions I can think of for this household – is a long time in the same mode.
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| Mom and me in Chester |
So as I contemplate my 5 months of worry, I am now putting that up against my mother’s 5 years of dread. I can do this, She did it. I come from strong stock which I realize now after all these years.
While I’m not sure if it’s the virus outbreak or my age, I do find myself remembering the past and family stories and my own story much more. Maybe it’s a combination of the two.
On another topic, not quite as introspective, I am paying
pretty close attention to the goings-on in the poor old US these days. It is
easy to snipe and call folks bad names and although, it’s beyond me, be violent
when the rage has boiled over. I fear for them. I don’t pretend to understand
everything. I do know that a big change is needed. My biggest fear is that
there will be civil war – not the same way, perhaps as the Civil War of April
12, 1861 – April 9, 1865 – but a war just the same. I watched part of a program
on CNN last evening about the Electoral College. I will watch the whole thing
today if I can. While I am not a constitutional expect, it seems to me that
this part of the American government is well past its best-before-date. And my
other small profundity for today is “Damn that Tea Party Bunch”!
Onwards!
