“Reading THE PLAGUE in a Pandemic”
Outwardly, indeed, this spring was like any other.My children and I were at the park in our apartment complex in San Pedro Garza Garcia, Mexico. My then three-year-old, Harvey, dug in the sandpit, and I bounced my chubby, six-month-old baby, Helen, who had still never been to the United States, our home country. I FaceTimed a friend from Virginia, and we joked about whether we should be nervous about what was coming. I remember saying, “I guess we’ll just stay home and watch basketball for two weeks. At least we still have March Madness.”Hours later, we did not still have […]
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