I woke up to the soothing hoots of an owl. I imagined it perched in an old oak tree somewhere nearby. But then I wondered if it might be a mourning dove. Its coos are similar to the hoot of the Great Horned Owl. Whichever, it was my gift for the morning.
Because soon thereafter, the tranquility was majorly disrupted with jackhammers breaking up the sidewalk in front of my house. Nice. I hadn’t even made my coffee. We had received notice a week ago that street work would start today and last through June 1. That’s a long time.
Serology tests recently performed in Los Angeles County are showing high numbers of people likely infected with Covid-19 who just don’t know it – a sign that the region is still in the early stages of the virus. The practice of “safer at home” could just be keeping the spread at bay. Dr. Barbara Ferrer, director of the county’s Department of Public Health, says that “…the presence of antibodies in a person does not mean the person is immune to the illness.” A clear sign that we are deep in the woods and must continue social distancing, wearing masks and washing our hands.
I felt a big gulp in my throat and teared up as I read the local news and saw a powerful photograph: A line of Glendale, California, police officers and firefighters applauding a nurse during a shift change at Glendale Memorial Hospital. This all the more validates the unspeakable pride I have in our neighbors as we come together each night to salute our frontline heroes.