I was stretched out on my porch chair reading the latest issue of “The New Yorker”. Spring weather has returned. I looked up and saw the jet contrail emerging from the budding tree. My first thought: This is how pandemics … Read the rest
I was stretched out on my porch chair reading the latest issue of “The New Yorker”. Spring weather has returned. I looked up and saw the jet contrail emerging from the budding tree. My first thought: This is how pandemics … Read the rest