I hear you, Noise. I hope we don't end up in a Great Depression scenario with all of us standing in breadlines instead of working. And, short of that, I hope very hard that society doesn't screw you and the people like you who are being responsible both to public health and your employees as best you can.

I have no power (going on 5 hours) and several trees down. The entire county was more or less trashed so getting power back is going to take a while.

A not small part of me hopes it will be off at least long enough for me to take a personal day tomorrow because OY.

Yikes, not fun. I hope they are able to get power restored quickly.

Our power went out last night for a few hours, but it happened right when we went to bed, so it was an optimum time.

The entirety of our hurricane experience was over in an hour -- it was a violent front (trees down) but the sun was shining an hour later! I guess I'm so tuned to 2020-Disaster mode that I'm just going to be expecting disaster is just around the corner until it's over.

I must have been on the edge. Just a lot of rain (which, to be fair, we needed) and windy overnight. Never lost power.

Hey Fred! Happy Birthday. Any plans, or waiting for next year due to 2020 denial of celebration?

As you might have seen on Facebook, an old, old friend of mine from high school died. I am unbelievably wrecked over the death of someone I haven't seen since the 1990s, although we did Facebook chat sometimes. But I don't know who I would be if he had not asked a super shy little ninth grader to be in charge of advertising for our school paper, where I then became Business Manager and then Copy Editor. His dad helped me with my first three cars (he owned a dealership). He got a show choir a gig with the Rotary conference in Canada, all expenses paid for a trip to Hamilton, which was some of the most fun I ever had. And I learned to deal with hard "work" stuff- like our printer getting mad at the town and inserting his own incendiary copy into our papers and getting Letters to the Editor (from adults, weirdly, writing to the High School paper) who were holocaust deniers. I honestly think if it wasn't for him, I might still be in my little town living with my mother like we were in a poor version of Gray Gardens. And he was so happy with his husband, who he met in Japan in his second year of college!

{{{Sophia}}} He sounds like he was important to a lot of people. What a lovely person.

I read that obituary this morning and loved it. What a wonderful guy, and what a loss to the world and community. It sounds like Brandeis really appreciated him.