Facing A New Normal
This morning, the first email that caught my eye had this in its subject line: World Class Hater. “Miss Schultz,” it began. Oh, good. An angry man who refuses to use Ms. How I’ve missed them in this pandemic. As we enter week 72, or maybe it’s week four, of the stay-at-home order here in Ohio, even our dogs are starting to act weird. There’s a plastic bag flapping from the top branch of an elm tree out front that has inspired them, for eight days now, to bark out the front window like coonhounds at a feral pig. When they’re not defending the homefront, they’re ...