Being old and severely challenged, health-wise, I was driven down to what appeared to be a massive tailgate party near the hospital where the minions of mercy, masked and otherwise wrapped in sterile blue jump suits, gave me my first shot of Covid-19 vaccine. Next week I’ll go for the second shot and then I’ll take a chance on making an appointment with my regular doctor: the first in a year. Oh, I’m probably in better shape than I was before this pandemic but I rely on several medications for my heart, diabetes, and blood pressure, and the professionals will not renew my prescriptions without seeing me first.
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One Full Year In Lockdown
My mother taught me how to crochet and my father showed me how to straighten a bent nail. By the sixth grade I could field-strip a traditional American bicycle and make a wicked pineapple stitch doily for the little table that ugly black rotary phone sat on in the hall (remember Ident-a-Ring?).
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A Celebration of Reading 