Sunday, March 29, 2020

Covid-19: Peeps

I'm not especially social at the best of times. But now we are in the worst of times, and even I am wanting to reach out. Even give—and receive—a hug. But . . . not for a while. Patience is what we all need right now

I do see, or talk to, or at least email, a few people somewhat regularly. Starting with family:

Patty, Geoff, Aaron, David, Heidi

And then these lovely souls, some of my oldest and dearest friends:

My Massachusetts peeps, Ruthanne and Kathi
 Nina! with the inimitable Milo
Berkeley roommate Jenny . . . and friend?
Tesi!

And my daily touchstones, fellow Antioch Creative Writing alums Kim and Sherilyn, whom I "meet with" most every day virtually (Kim is in Hawaii, Sherilyn in California) to write together:



Okay, that  wasn't really Kim. That was Lulu. Here's Kim:


This evening a friend posted on Facebook a photo of a couple other of my favorite people, who ran into each other today, from my (former) SAR team—that's Chris on the left, Bob two over; and Chris's kids Niko and Thalia:

But excuse me—social distance?

Which, here's a few more SAR friends (a photo from a while ago). I don't miss SAR, not really . . . but I do miss a lot of these people:

Alain, Ken, Todd, Jesse, Nikolai, Tim, Miranda, ?, Nadene, Steve, and Brad

The Ventana Wilderness Rangers, fortunately, have permission to continue doing trail work and campsite maintenance, so it's even possible that I'll get out with a few of these fine folks before too long—but only a couple at a time, wearing PPE, and maintaining social distance:


I could mine many more photos, but for now, it's reassuring just to remember that all these friends and more are out there, and I will (I trust) see them again.

Stay safe! Stay well!

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Today's count for Monterey County: 36/1  (update here)


1 comment:

Kim said...

I've definitely noticed an uptick in my friends reaching out via text, phone, email, Facebook, Messenger. I mean, really, there are so many ways to stay virtually connected. It makes me wonder--again--how our parents and grandparents handled quarantines during the 1918 Influenza.