Boxed In
Who would think that this current situation could happen with modern medicine, communication and high speed travel. But, here we are, staring at one another or hunkering down alone getting to those long lost tasks forever banished to a corner that now reveals itself. I am thankful for my departed wife's attention to the pantry inventory where I have enough Spam, tuna and bean dip for the next two years, chips not withstanding. Further, my skin conditioning is in no danger of advancing any further into advanced senior levels or as my grandson Quinn would say, "No more cracks in the face." I feel for all of you as well, as you engage your own kind of purgatory of confinement; how to keep everyone busy and wondering how to keep the family sustenance chain going. There was a movie from my childhood that has reappeared recently. It's called "The Day the Earth Stood Still." The situation today has that ring to it. We have to trust those in charge,...