Requiem for the Pandemic: Stella Blue

My memories of the early pandemic are fading quickly now. This is what I have been able to hang onto.

March 22, 2020 - Wading River, New York

My memories of living through the pandemic are sliding into emotional amnesia. Those early days are fading into thin wisps of recollection and chance nostalgia. 2020 has joined the forgettable procession of years. It's become a 2014 or a 1996 or a 1988 or a 2007 or all the rest of the years I can't find on an emoti…