Sun trapped

 

Snownami?

 Two years into “15 days to flatten the curve,” COVID finally made an appearance at my home.  First Pam was a bit sick and then me a couple days later (now a week ago). Hopefully we got Mom out of the house in time.  We both came back positive on a PCR test, prompting a call from the State.  I called back and the person wanted me to help them fill out a form.  She had no good answer when I asked “Why do you think I want to help you do that?”  Statists gonna State. 

I’ve had cases of the flu—actual influenza—that were much, much worse.  A week later, I’m mostly just congested and extremely tired. Fortunately, we were able to have my sister pick up the elderly parent for a few days relocation. This could have been much worse.

We had snow overnight.  Originally forecast for 1-3 inches, there is over six in the back yard.  And it is coming down sideways, which is always nice. 

 

Fox 4 reported that this was a record snowfall for KCI.  Several places around the metro are reporting up to 10 inches. It appears to be all but over.  I really wish we’d had more of a winter this year, but Monday and Tuesday are forecast for the 60s.  Ah, well. 

Blue Springs Milk Cartons

 The local news just reported that today, the Blue Spring, Missouri school district went on “lockdown” for fear of “shots fired.”  The Blue Springs police responded. The news report did not say how long the lockdown lasted. Though I imagine it was probably several hours.

Apparently the “shots fired” was merely a milk carton popping. 

How have we come to this?

My father was a young man, really a boy, when he joined the Army in 1944. Underage, at 14 he had his “growth” in already as the Appalachian denizens would have put it.  He told me of changing his birth certificate with ink eradicator and enlisting.  Of course, he was discovered a year later and sent home, but that really isn’t the point.  

The World War 2 generation is only one removed from some of us.  I was born in 1965, so the first of Gen X, not really a Boomer, but I believe I think more like a Boomer.  One generation, possibly two, from the men that stormed Point du Hoc and fought in the Pacific at places like Pielelu and Iwo Jima. 

 A milk carton.

The late Rush Limbaugh referred to this type of cowardice as the “new castrati.”

I think he was right.