Together, while apart

On Friday afternoon Sharon and I got together with - while staying apart from -  a couple of friends.

We didn’t hug, or shake hands and never even crossed the threshold of their house. We met them on their driveway, then - practicing social distancing all the way - took a long walk.

We ended up at Lansing’s Hawk Island Park, where the tubing/snowboard hill is still packed with snow, and where some young folks were making the most of the situation.

Meanwhile, we elders moseyed along while commiserating about our ruined plans for going to Greece together in May, our sinking portfolios, our estrangement from our families, etc. It was damn therapeutic.

On the Sunday agenda: A virtual family gathering in the early afternoon and a virtual happy hour with two neighbors.

Imagine a time when our only option would have been to write letters to each other.