People are really fearful. People are stocking up for the end times. There is a gun store two miles from my house. Every time I drive buy there, there are dozens of cars and trucks parked all over. The other day there was a line to get in. I have no desire to walk in there and gauge the crowd.
People are doing what is necessary. People are practicing social distancing. We talk to our neighbors but we do not get too close. It is hard because everyone seems to be home and they all need to get outside lest they go stir crazy. Our running group went out last Saturday but people took off in twos and threes. With all of the breweries and restaurants closed our Thirsty Thursday drinking club has disbanded, taking to people's backyards and sitting at six foot intervals.
People are learning that teaching is not easy. Our kids are willing to learn in spite of not being in school. At first North Carolina schools closed from March 16 to April 3. Then this week, Governor Cooper closed all schools until May 15. This is a huge impact on all of us as we try to occupy the boys with adequate math, English, science, social studies, and other activities. The boys can stick to a schedule. With a little prompting they can stay on task. Sam is going to finish her junior year by taking classes remotely. She is sequestered in her apartment with the basics. UNC Chapel Hill is effectively closed until further notice. The kids have taken all of these changes in stride.
People remain faithful. Our church, the United Methodist Church in Fuquay has moved all services to a streaming feed. The Praise Band is present but practices social distancing and the pastors keep the sermon succinct. The result is hundreds tune in from home to be a part of the church. Wonderfully, this is being repeated all over the country and all over the world.
People are strong. Our family is amazingly resilient. We are spending a lot of time together. We are careful to not try to get under each other's skin. Parents intercede when necessary. Lisa and I move to different floors of the house if required. All in all we are able to work, play, and enjoy one another. Thank goodness this house has love.
People hope for a swift end. Finally, there is an end to all of this. It is somewhere down the road. Maybe in May, later if necessary. We all know it is the light at the end of the tunnel. Until then we will, in the words of Bobby Blockus, "bunker down" until this passes.
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