How Coronavirus Has Exposed the Fragility of Capitalism
These days, I am staying safely in my home. I am following all of the governmental guidelines on how to slow the spread of the terrible coronavirus pandemic.
I haven’t seen my sons, haven’t hugged them, or laughed with them or fed them, since January.
I haven’t visited with my frail 90-year-old mom since March 8, which happened to be the night before my birthday. That night the two of us shared dinner, a couple of glasses of prosecco, and many good memories. I haven’t seen her since.