DAY 69

We had a full day here at Camp Covid-19. We started off with a book report on If The Fire Comes by Tracy Daley. It is a historical fiction story that takes place during the Great Depression, about a young black boy in California. The class has been reading it for the last couple of weeks, with several activities tied to it. Miss Nine was not all that interested in the story but she did a fine job on the book report.

A friend of mine came over and we went for a walk, ending up at our neighborhood park. The play structure is now open, with a sign advising that you should use the equipment at your own risk. Miss Nine played (at her own risk) and then she liberally applied hand sanitizer. My friend and I walked the path around the park while Miss Nine played. According to my friends Fit Bit I am pretty sure we walked about 300 miles. Or 2, I am not sure which.

After dinner three of our neighbors came over to sit on my deck and have a chat and a beverage. It was a beautiful evening. We discussed world affairs, gardening, and how much we hated taking communal showers in junior high school gym class. Except for making sure that we sat far enough apart, it almost felt like a normal early summer evening.