THE CORONA VIRUS DIARIES

Governor Charlie Baker has extended 'shelter in place' rules until May 18th. We are in the sixth week of Lock Down here in my apartment building. We receive a flurry of memos/edicts from management. "Stay inside your apartment. Do not get together in groups. Do not go to a store or any other business, unless it's a necessary doctor's appointment. Going for a walk is ok as long as you practice physical distancing and wear a mask ! Management has made arrangements for our trash to be picked up twice a week by staff. Laundry is being done by who knows who ? (I am not doing that. I don't like strangers touching my clothes !) Management gives every resident a shopping list. They will do the grocery shopping. I am not doing that either. So far I have been able to get my organic food from Whole Foods and get it delivered. I wear purple rubber gloves and a mask/bandana when I leave my apartment. The newest must have accessories.

We're having a global pandemic and the guy at the top is making it worse ! The whole world is watching America go down with the ship. It's painful to experience along with the corona virus. 10,000 people are dying a week - impossible to process, but painful. Watching the President and his administration bungle the federal government's response to this national tragedy is horrifying. He did nothing for two months and apparently is incapable of empathy to the fact that 10,000 people are dying a week. I miss my uncle Roby who would have a lot to say about this. No baseball. There are no words.

NEW RULES NEW REALITY

"If and when business opens up again, life will not be the same as it was before the Virus."

It's really hard to wrap my head around that. It's confusing. Testing. It's confusing.

I like Dr. Fauci. I signed a petition to nominate him as People Magazine's Sexiest Man Alive. I love Brad Pitt's impersonation of him on last Saturday Night Live's cold open. Not to mention that Dr. Fauci got his wish to have Brad Pitt impersonate him. Dr. Fauci has a sense of humor. :-)

SUNSET TIME.

CORONA VIRUS DIARIES PART 2

Spring Comes Slowly to Brookline, 4.16.20
From my  Window

File this under "you never know what will happen when you wake up in the morning." Yesterday I was woken up by a telephone call. It was 9:00 am but during this weird time in America I have been staying up late, getting up late. I didn't answer the phone. I could not go back to sleep so I got up and saw my friend Laurie had called. Then suddenly there was a persistent knocking on my door, louder and louder. So still half asleep, Laurie was at my door. First of all, nobody is usually knocking at my door. My apartment building is in complete Lockdown. Management does not want us to go out for practically any reason except a medical emergency. Everything is getting delivered. Management is doing our laundry. Except I am not doing that, I do my own laundry. So why was Laurie knocking on my door ?  There she was with a new computer for me.

A gift. A surprise.

APRIL SNOW STORM 4.17.20 From my Window.

I talked to my friend Joan in Oakland on Saturday. She has lung cancer. She was a very good friend to me when I lived in Berkeley. Since she stopped the chemo (which did not have the desired effect) she stated her 'chemo brain is gone', she is feeling better and is back to posting on FaceBook. I have resisted Facebook all these years but I changed my mind now. I Decided I would sign on so that I can still be connected to her for as long as she is here. Now that we are not allowed to connect in the usual human physical ways, I Decided I will get onto Instagram and post my photos there.

View Across Beacon St. From My Window. 4.20.20

I connected via email with another old friend from California, Pete. He is now an Associate Professor at U.C. San Diego. I sent him a few photos. He liked them, reminding him of the East Coast. I told him I was getting on Instagram. He said to let him know when I did - he will Follow me ! LOL, I have a Follower without an account :-)