This week our grandson’s Little League practice was at the neighborhood school. Besides 5-year-old boys playing baseball, girls’ basketball and boys’ soccer teams were practicing. Kids, parents, and grandparents were meandering around, chatting, and watching. Toddlers were on the playground equipment. It felt normal.
And then it came to me: not too long ago, this scene would not have been possible.
I remember I’d posted a piece about the playground and checked when I got home. I found this from March 14, 2021:
This past Monday, I was driving past our neighborhood school at lunchtime and saw something I had not seen in a year: children playing. Outdoors. On the school property. Lots of them. On their own. They were chasing balls and chasing each other. Some were sitting in pairs on the grass, some were walking around on their own, and some were involved with games on the blacktop. In the 27 years we have lived in this neighborhood, I’ve gone by the school almost every day, but it’s been a year since I’ve seen children playing at recess…
COVID had shut down schools, playgrounds, and parks all over the world for a year. When I saw that scene last year and realized we were getting back to “normal” I vowed to never take such “normal” scenes for granted again.
COVID is still out there, but almost no one is dying from it. A few places still recommend masks. Much of our life is “back to normal.” I have often forgotten what we went through. But perhaps we should not forget too quickly how different our lives were.
Just now, I opened my wallet and took out my battered vaccination card. In early February, 2021, a friend and I were able to get online appointments for some of the first vaccines being offered. On our scheduled Saturday, we drove two hours to Dodger Stadium. We then spent four hours inching along in a long line of cars into the vast parking lot where the shots were being administered. Finally, we arrived at the place where a masked and gloved nurse approached us. I rolled down my window and offered her my left arm. She gave me the injection and said, “Sir, you have been vaccinated.” I’ll never forget those words or what it felt like. I guess I don’t need to carry the card with me anymore, but I’m going to keep it as a reminder.
I remember reading David Brooks’ comment in the New York Times as COVID was ending in New York. He pledged he would never again let himself be impatient at a crowded bar while waiting to order a drink. He is scheduled to speak in Santa Barbara this spring, and if I get a chance, I want to ask him if he’s been able to honor that commitment.
I remember a column from the conservative commentator Peggy Noonan in the Wall Street Journal during the most desperate days of COVID. At that point, we were all dependent on the “front-line workers” in fields, stores, delivery trucks, and hospitals who were keeping us alive at serious risk to themselves. She said when the pandemic was over, any undocumented worker who had been on those front lines should be given a guaranteed path to citizenship. I have not seen her or anyone mention that issue since. If I ever bump into her – maybe at a crowded bar in New York? — I will ask her if she still favors that position.
In many ways, life is back to normal. But I don’t want to forget what we went through. I don’t want to forget how grateful we can be for where we are now. I don’t want to forget those who risked their lives to keep us safe, nor ever lose our gratitude for those who developed the vaccine.
It’s a beautiful thing to see kids playing baseball outdoors.
Thank you. Reading it was a perfect ending to this day. It’s 11:30 pm. and I’m about to turn out the light. Good night!
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Very poignant Steve. We knew during the lockdown that it would be important to remember what it had been like, but also how hard it would be to recall the sadness, the fear and the loss. Thank you for this beautiful piece of collective remembering.
Thank you. I remember well your Passover sermon on the need to tell the story of those who kept us from the angel of death.
I’ll be getting back to you soon to begin a conversation on how we want to do the Word and Life time on March 15.
Glad you are past your COVID.
Certainly nice to witness all of the re-emergence. However it is not completely over for some of us who have to be eternally vigilant due to respiratory compromise. Some of us continue to die of Covid.
Bill: I understand some people still have to be very careful. Have there been some recent deaths at VDM? I have not heard of any, so assumed people who do become positive survive. But I may be wrong.
We had no deaths at any time here at VDM from Covid. We were locked down in a major way as you know. We still are to some degree. VDM has and still is, responding to county health and other regulatory requirements to the “letter. Others have not and have had covid deaths in spite of vaccinations. I don’t know details. Comparatively we have had significantly fewer cases
I can give you more perspective on all of this next time we are together.