When I noticed a few hikers and bikers without masks, I decided to decorate the statue of Rebecca to remind others.
A week ago, I traveled from Denver International Airport to Madison, Wisconsin for my mom’s 90th birthday. Did I worry that I may not be able to purchase hand sanitizer? I should have been since people were already stockpiling. Did I worry about the threat of catching the coronavirus or COVID-19? Not any more than... Continue Reading →