Opinions

I am thirty-one years older than my daughter. I recently told her, “The world you are living in is much different than the one I imagined for you.”

While people are debating the mask or facial covering issue, I choose to go by the governor’s mandate. It’s not only a way to protect myself and others from COVID-19, but it’s also becoming the new fashion accessory of 2020.

For those of us fortunate to have the opportunity to be paid for expressing our opinions, I have to admit that we’ve become a little spoiled. We’ve gotten used to the luxury of addressing those little pockets of insanity in an otherwise sane world. Now we find ourselves trying to make sense of a world in chaos, trying to explain the unexplainable.

When I was a child, summer always meant traveling, even at a very young age. Sometimes, like today, I would not mind going back in time and reliving those trips with my parents and my often aggravating brother, Jay. What siblings have not drawn invisible lines across the center of the back seat?