The First, Perhaps the Second and Third

     . . . . The first person has died of Corvid-19 with whom I had a personal connection.  An ex-model, still youngish and beautiful.  In Paris.

The dear son of very old and dear friends, is still very sick.  His girlfriend has pneumonia. They are in Broadway theater.  Very fit, young, healthy, strong. No drugs, no liquor. They eat very healthy.

They thought she didn't have it after being quarantined for 14 days after one of the members of the Company was tested positive.  Then he got sick, but supposedly, 'not too bad.' And was feeling better, they thought.

They decided to drive up to B&B in Vermont rented long ago for this time for a getaway.  He's still unwell; she's got pneumonia. They brought it with them to this isolated community that so far had been free of it.

We all have to shelter in place.  We all have to wear masks and gloves and wash wash wash wash.  We all need to be isolated, either with our families who are already as exposed as we are, or alone. This will never end unless we do.  People are constantly taking the contagion with them -- exchanging parenting dates back-and-forth from house and neighborhood to another, returning from vacation, going to funerals.  

It's horrible. But this is the fact.  If you aren't doing everything you can to protect others, you are putting yourself and your loved ones at terrible risk.

At this point, with the way things are being handled, and the infection and death toll rising so rapidly every day, a quarter of million dying in the USA alone doesn't seem in the least inconceivable.

And it seems mostly those doing this, putting others at risk, are those who are well enough off to know better, who have more resources than others.  What people in small spaces and little or no income and have children are supposed to do -- WHAT ARE THEY TO DO???????