While some may read this after Memoria Day, remembering our fallen soldiers is something we should never forget. So, on this Memorial Day I am reminded of this poem written by Lawrence Vaincourt back in 1987 called “A Soldier Died today”:
After more than 8 weeks of living a life behind computer and telephone screens and masks and hand sanitizer when I go out once a week to grocery shop, I suddenly discovered it's Spring.
As we battle coronavirus as a state, we must work together to practice physical distancing as we reopen the parts of our society that were temporarily closed. This is a virus for which we have no immunity. We can't stop it, but we can slow its spread to ensure that we preserve our healthcare system.
If nothing else, this Covid-19 pandemic has certainly expanded our vocabularies.
As I write this morning, it seems that spring just cannot seem to break loose! The air is crisp and cool, which reduces my urge to go fishing down to a dream. How I love the great outdoors!