A Covid Journal – Day 10 – Friday, March 20, 2020

By Bruce A. Smith

Another beautiful day in Paradise! Nights are nippy, though, dipping down to the low 30s. But daytime temps here in Eatonville are hitting 60. If it wasn’t for Covid, I’d be worried about climate change and our unusually dry spring weather.

This is Day 10 of my self-quarantine, Wednesday March 18, 2020. It’s also Day 7 of the National Emergency that President Trump declared last week concerning the Covid outbreak. As such, I think it’s time to take stock of our situation, globally, personally, and materially.

Nationally, the country is in crisis. According to the New York Times last evening, the thousand-bed naval hospital ship Comfort will soon be enroute from Hampton Roads to New York City to take care of non-Covid patients who can be transferred out of city hospitals to make room for the growing influx of sick New Yorkers. Similarly, the hospital ship, Mercy, will be sailing out of San Diego to either Los Angeles or Seattle. But final decisions have yet to be made, and Trump hasn’t given the order to sail and nobody on the news knows why. NYC mayor Bill DeBlasio is clearly pissed about and said so in his nationally televised press conference today.

Similarly, my NYC cousin Gayle called to say, “It’s like a war zone here.  Everything is shut down. The streets are empty – it’s worse than 9-11.” Gayle told me that her life has been turned upside-down. On Monday, she lost her job as a tour guide, and her social world of singing in her church choir and volunteering in a museum has collapsed as everyone has closed their doors.

To reassure her, I told Gayle that Trump is going to send us each $1,000 in early April. “That’ll be nice,” Gayle replied. And I hear we’ll get another thousand in May.” So, she’s keeping up with the news.

Next, I called my Mom on Long Island and first spoke with her caregiver, Emily, for a few minutes. “It’s bad here, Bruce,” she to me. “The grocery stores are empty. There’s nothing, or what they have is strictly limited. Stop and Shop even has security guards now, and I could only buy one gallon of water for your mother. Milk – it was the same thing. I could only get one gallon for her for the week. There’s no chicken, no meats. Nothing. I don’t know what we’re going to do.”

When I did speak with my Mom, though, she said that she felt “content.” Continuing, she added: “We’re taking everything one day at a time here. It’s all we can do. But we’re okay for the moment.”

Again, I shared that the government is issuing $1,000 checks to all Americans in April. “Well, that’ll help, won’t it, Bruce. But don’t spend it all at once. Save it. You might need it later.”

Mom and I then got philosophical about her situation. “You know, Mom, the rest of the world is beginning to live like you have for the past couple of years – in a health quarantine. It’s just that you can’t get around too much because of your arthritis and knees, and everyone else wants to get out and do things.”

“Yes, that’s true,” she replied, “but I like the quiet. Always have. That’s a big difference.”

Along those lines, MSNBC is reporting today that one-fifth of America is in self-quarantine. Some places are already in a total lockdown, such as San Francisco and Chicago.

In addition, De Blasio announced today that NYC is now the “epicenter” of the Covid pandemic in the United States, with over 5,000 confirmed cases. That’s one-third of all afflicted individuals nationwide. As a result, De Blasio pleaded with all non-essential workers to stay home.

Most officials are saying it’s going to get worse before it gets better, and even the feds are saying we could be on some level of isolation for months, perhaps to August. In the meantime, it seems that New York is just shy of a mandated lockdown.

Those dynamics are inspiring my world to reach out to each other.

My ol’ Boy Scout buddy, Jeff, called today from City Island, NY to say that “all is calm here.” But he needed a special kind of peace to make the call and headed down to the waterfront to talk. Nature sure does nurture. Always has. That’s why Jeff and our crew worked all those summers at Camp Wauwepex.

Similarly, another Wauwepexer, Jim, now in Massachusetts called a few days ago to check-in with me and share his views on Covid and Life-in-General. Like me and many in America, Jim has been in quarantine for a while – but his has been for over two years now, as he protects himself during his chemotherapy treatments. Those sessions have stripped him of much of his body’s immunity, so he hasn’t been in any social gatherings during that time, except to see us Wauwepexers in a summertime reunion back in 2018. Nowadays, a big day for Jeff is when his son drives him to Dean’s Beans & their fresh-roasted, black Sumatran French Roast and he sips a cuppa in the car.

But Jim is in good spirits, and welcomes the spring – keeping me and our BSA brethren posted on the arrival of red-wing hawks and gosling, and the blooming of his Hawthorne trees.

Another Wauwepexer, Francis, is an attorney in Manhattan and is worried about his firm. It’s totally shut down and he frets about payroll, maintaining his clients, and who-the-hell-is-going-to pick-up-the-mail if NYC goes into mandated shelter-in-place.

Another Wauwepex buddy, Mick, aka Michael, emailed me to say he’s basically okay in his home north of Seattle, tending to the little ones in his adoptive family. He goes for walks every day and reads three-four hours. In fact, he sent me a lengthy list of suggested reading that was akin to a resume from a prospective Ph.D. literature candidate. It included both plot synopses and writing style analysis.

Others, too, go about their lives relatively unaffected by the Covid. My next-door neighbor and friend, Dan, is a “green man” and prunes fruit trees this time of year.

“It’s just me and the trees,” he told me yesterday. “I never have to interact with anyone, so life is normal for me.”

Yet, some of my storytelling friends seem to be struggling. Sherry from OlyWa has written explicitly saying she’s lonely and misses our story gatherings immensely. In response, she’s the first one I send this missive to. Cousin Gayle is second.

Others, like Paulie C, I worry about. I email and call, yet have not received any response. That’s not unusual, but in these days it is worrisome. Fortunately, he finally emailed me yesterday. His psychic powers must have kicked in after I sent him healing energies in my morning meditation.

Some folks sound okay, I think. Cousin Bob in Paris says that all is well although he admits it’s strange to see empty streets in the City of Lights. However, he’s got three kids at home, with another coming from college along with a roommate. That’ll make a total of seven in the house. With France in total lockdown for Gawd-knows-how-long, I’m beginning to wonder if Bobby might be the kind of guy who would describe WWII as a “severe misunderstanding” between the Germans and French.

Lots of friends and family check-in with me to share health tips. Victoria in Yelm sends me missives by the dozen, as does Joannie from Minnesota. Vic sent one that I have found particularly useful – Qi Gong lung-stretching exercises with an Asian guy who resembles Richard Simmons after three cups of coffee.


Nevertheless, the fellow calms down leading these exercises, and I thoroughly enjoyed following along in my chair as I watched my computer screen.

Adding to the notion of calm, air pollution is down significantly in many parts of the world. Not only in America’s cities as car traffic plummets, but in China and South Korea especially, as manufacturing has ceased and satellite photos show about a 90% reduction in noxious emissions.

Along those lines, I’m saving about forty bucks a week in gas by not driving to Seattle and Tacoma for rehearsals and shows. Still, I really could use that $1,000 from the government to ensure that I don’t get my usual end-of-the-month-blues as I await my social security check on the 3rd. Further, as I read the fine-print on the governmental bail-out I see that I may not get the full thousand, or even any money at all since the moolah will be based upon 2018 tax returns. Then, I only made a few hundred bucks above my social security dealing blackjack for my party company. But this week I received a gift of a couple of hundred dollars from a Mountain News reader, so I’m good. Elated actually. We really are helping each other. Not only is the money welcomed, but the respect and the acknowledgment of these writings’ value is even more important to me.

So, my biggest worry may end up being: Am I going to gain weight by siting around and eating Oreo’s all day long? Or, will I lose weight over many months in quarantine since there might not be much on the shelves in the grocery stores and I’ll be scraping by on rice and beans?

A true American Existential Dilemma, eh?

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Update – 8pm Friday, March 20, 2020:

Health Care Workers and Grocery Store Personnel Eligible for Covid Testing at Tacoma Dome

The Tacoma=Pierce County Health Department will be conducting Covid testing for all health workers, first responders, and grocery store personnel at the Tacoma Dome starting tomorrow, Saturday, March 21, and extending through mid-week. Here is their press release with details.

Sent on behalf of Tacoma-Pierce County Health Department

Media partners – Apologies for the late evening information.

Tacoma-Pierce County Health is establishing a testing site starting tomorrow (Saturday) morning at 9 a.m. for first responders, medical professionals, employees in critical infrastructure roles, such as public works and grocery store employees. These participants are coming after being screened online via a survey and receiving a confirmation number for testing. This testing site will operate until Wednesday. Here is more information.



BAS, Headshot, pink pussy hat, w trailer, 3. 14. 17

Yours truly, wearing my pink pussy hat back when we were marching. Ah, the good ol’ days, eh?

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7 Responses to A Covid Journal – Day 10 – Friday, March 20, 2020

  1. Robert Joseph Rohan says:

    I’m curious who are Mick, Francis and Jim? Could you give me last names and where each worked at Wauwepex (I love seeing it in type)? Any interest in the books I mentioned? If they’re not your thing, please let me know what type books you might like? We’ve all been walking every day on a nature trail which abuts a pond with ducks! And the occasional bird of prey, which is either an eagle or a hawk, but it is so high up in a tree, i can’t tell. Right now out my window the crows are going home to roost, flying in V formations of 3, 5, and more. I love their “caw”, as well as the duck quacks. I finally finished getting my tax info to the accountant; I get confused sometimes so the family has been helping out.
    I feel most for the teens and those in their early 20s, denied a spring and summer here which is one of the best weather-wise that I’ve seen. MY first summer in Seattle was like this.
    Hope you’re able to get outside and move around a bit.
    Much love, Robert

  2. brucesmith49 says:

    Mick, Francis, Jeff and Jim are the aliases I gave the Wauwepexers – upon their request – when I started writing about camp and the Good, the Bad, and the Ugly of our behaviors. I’ll send full disclosures via personal email.

    As for books, I love Lee Child and Nelson De Mille. Also, Deepak Chopra.

  3. brucesmith49 says:

    Another Wauwepexer and Mountain News commentator, Cliff Jones, sends the following from Las Vegas, NV:

    Hi Bruce,

    Just wanted to check in with you, things are really crazy here in Las Vegas. The strip and all the outlying casinos are totally shut down and eerily as hell. A town that runs 24/7 is basically in total lockdown. Waited about 1 hr. this morning to get some eggs and an overpriced piece of leftover corn beef. The casino providers are now opening their doors to the public to reduce the inventory that the casino’s would purchase, so if you can afford it you can get Gordon Ramsey and other food network stars steaks directly from those providers.

    As to the family we are doing Ok. My son said, while clients are closing cases, the insurance company still wants their $3,500 a month. They had to let go all of their employees so now it is just him and his wife, and me trying to help out as much as I can. Not the retirement I had planned but at least I am still here. Boy, would I like to be quarantined at Wauwepex right now…. I am hoping that this will be over so my son and I can go back for Memorial Day weekend, our annual trip now to pay respects to dad and mom.

    All and all we are ok, just very spooky, had blood work done yesterday and doctors’ appointments next week unless they cancel.

    Stay save, God Bless, can’t wait till we can have a reunion at the camp.


    • Ed DiGioia says:

      Well Bruce I see you are surviving. Sorry to say the spring breakers gave Florida a bad rap . Us older folk were heeding the call and are practicing self distancing. We really have to get a grip and stop hoarding and share what we have. I pray and hope that real science will prevail. Read an article that the virus does not survive on copper pans. As for fellow CW camp staff I kind of ventured a guess and know who they are. I speak with Francis daily. Send prayers out to all. I read you blog as it come in as a positive distraction from the daily COVID 19 updates. I am invoking a new limitation and will tune in only twice a week. My brain needs a rest. Stay well and keep it coming.

      • brucesmith49 says:

        Thanks, Ed. Glad you’re liking the Covid Journal. Hope all those kids on the beaches come to their senses and go into quarantine. I know it ain’t easy.

  4. brucesmith49 says:

    More news form Carol Wright, the Executive Director of the Graham-Kapowsin Community Center:

    Thanks! I lost weight by doing expo this year and was shocked when the belt went in another notch! But after a few days of eating like a horse all is well and my old notch is back.

    We gave many family’s a power pack today at FFF (Free Food Friday). Plus each got a roll of toilet paper, soap and water.(-:

    [ When I asked what a “power pack” was, Carol replied:]

    Yes. The backpack program that GKCC started in @2004 has evolved to the point that harvest house food pantry takes up to 600 power packs per week into the schools. Now we put foods high in protein that kids can fix themselves as many parents no longer cook for them or can’t and take them to a Mobil home Park where many ESL families live. Usually we just open the van and let them take what ever they need. But starting today we bagged the food in plastic or paper grocery store bags and left them on a bench by the van so we could all do social distancing.

    Got a call from a buddy in Bothell who had the covid-19 symptoms and got right in for an x-ray. They could tell w/in moments that she has it so threw her into ICU immediately and she’s been on a drip for 2 weeks as they are trying to block “it” with experimental drugs. The most successful cure locally has been with the Ebola “cure”. Her husband, a Vietnam vet w/agent orange Parkinson’s and a heart stem recipient, waited 3 more days running a temp. So she called 911 and got him into the nearest hospital and now he’s been moved to a hospital into a room next to hers. Doesn’t look good for people like them with compromised health.

  5. Dave says:

    All the best, Bruce. Take care.

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