My socially solo physically distant
"I didn't expect to be able to walk
today
so I worked on
cleaning up our patio instead"
is dedicated to New Jersey.
State of my
birth.
State where I lived until I left for college
(after that I moved
to NYC)
State where my mom lived from 1963 until her death,
just 18
days after 9/11.
The Garden State.
(Shut up!
There are good reasons why
that's Jersey's nickname. Have you ever tasted a Jersey tomato? I rest
my case.)
Bruce Springsteen.
"Jersey Girl" (by Tom Waits, not Bruce).
As of April 7, there were 208 COVID-19 cases
and 15 deaths in Livingston, where we lived.
But this, for me, is close to home.
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