What is remembered lives

I recently started following a new-to-me Instagram account, TheAIDSMemorial. It isn’t that I need reminders to reflect upon those who have been lost to AIDS, but seeing the photos and reading the stories has moved me deeply. Damn, they were so young. As our country faces yet another variant strain of Covid, I can’t help but … Continue reading What is remembered lives

Funky cold Moderna

Thursday night I received my second Covid vaccine. That makes me part of less than 15% of the entire U.S. population, a cohort I feel very fortunate in which to belong.  Joining that club wasn’t easy - scoring an appointment wasn’t without challenge and the initiation came with some real negative consequences. While I wouldn’t want … Continue reading Funky cold Moderna

Never forget – World AIDS Day, 2020

I don’t know about you, but I certainly never imagined surviving two pandemics in fifty some odd years. As Covid-19 rages in a country often more committed to individual rights to not wear a mask than to preserving health, it almost feels quaint to reflect back on the first pandemic I witnessed - the AIDS … Continue reading Never forget – World AIDS Day, 2020

Herd

I once worked in a restaurant where the expected confirmation response to a question or request, the “Polo” to one’s “Marco,” was “Heard.” I liked it. It seemed succinct, yet active. Not only did the single syllable communicate that the speaker’s words were effectively conveyed, but they were clearly acknowledged. Processed and ready to be … Continue reading Herd

Checked at check in

Yesterday I had my (hopefully) last appointment with Dr. Aronowitz, the orthopedic surgeon who operated on my knee last month. It was the third time I visited his office in Schenectady and the experience was quite a bit different from my previous appointments. The first thing that was unlike prior appointments was flexibility in my … Continue reading Checked at check in

Maintaining the six foot rule

Walking these days take some attention. I mean, it always demanded that we have our eyes and ears open, but walking in the midst of a pandemic requires an additional sense  - as in common sense. As Jeter and I meander our way through the street of Albany, I now have to consciously take of … Continue reading Maintaining the six foot rule