by Philip Caputo | Jun 12, 2021 | Journal of a Plague Year
After a week-long, 2,700-mile drive from Arizona, we arrived back in Connecticut last Tuesday, on time to mark my 80th birthday on Thursday, the 10th. Considering that 600,000 Americans, most in my age-demographic, have died of Covid19 in the past eighteen months,...
by Philip Caputo | Jun 2, 2021 | Journal of a Plague Year
We had never seen anything quite like it. At sunset on the day before Memorial Day a band of pinkish light shimmered all along the western horizon except for one broad segment, where a rough triangle, gray-blue in color, rose into the sky. We were at the summit of...
by Philip Caputo | May 7, 2021 | Journal of a Plague Year, News
The other day, while walking home from lunch at the Pancho Villa cafe, I ran into my favorite anti-vaxxer, who remarked that I wasn’t wearing a mask. Her tone was anything but censorious — she was maskless as well — leading me to believe she was...
by Philip Caputo | Apr 26, 2021 | Journal of a Plague Year, News
The drive we made from Norwalk, Connecticut to Patagonia, Arizona, a month ago was very different from the one last June in the opposite direction. The people we met along those 2500 miles were taking the pandemic more seriously, obeying mask requirements posted on...
by Philip Caputo | Mar 14, 2021 | Journal of a Plague Year
The malicious little bug called COVID19 is to social interaction, not to mention marital intimacy, as the Volstead Act was to drinking. Leslie spent a week self-quarantined, after being exposed to virus at her hairdresser’s (See #27). She was tested at a clinic...
by Philip Caputo | Mar 5, 2021 | Journal of a Plague Year
Yesterday, March 4, Leslie went to see her hairdresser for the first time in months. She has received her first shot of the Moderna vaccine and is scheduled for the second on March 14. The hairdresser, whom I’ll call Jane, had gotten both. She is fully...
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