Children Are Dying

The worst thing that I heard today in the news, was that a baby only one year old died of the coronavirus in New York. The covid-19 can strike anybody at any age.

My Uncle Jim and Aunt Jackie,
pinning my cousin Judy Young's
nursing pin on her when she
graduated, about 40 years ago.
Uncle Jim was a pilot in World War II,
and part of The so called "Dirty Dozen."

Just because I am 65 does not mean I'm pre-determined to die of coronavirus and I would prefer not to, of course, but it breaks my heart to see these poor young children with the skin rashes that are so indicative of a serious infection.

After all, our skin is our largest organ, and when your skin is upset, you are upset.

Your whole body gets upset, that's why skin cancer is so dangerous. Whenever I get really sick, and that is when I have a bad reaction to anesthesia and start vomiting, my skin burns like a searing iron it has been put to it.

The latest news on the national scene is that both President Trump and Vice President Pence's assistants have been tested positive for the virus. I'm glad somebody can get tested that easily.

My parents bought the Kodak Movie
Camera just after I was born so I
Have a nice record of my childhood!

They say that Trump was lava level mad when he found out that his personal valet who serves him his double cheeseburgers has the virus. Now how can you be "lava level" mad, when you refused to wear a mask yourself?

Oh my Lord, this pandemic is wearing everybody and their last nerve so thin you can see right through it.

It is 75 years since VE Day in Europe, and the news is all about the coronavirus instead of watching our heroes celebrate. Not very many of them are still alive, and I would much prefer to see the flyover and salute to those guys who showed up when they needed to and fought for the freedom of this country.

If your mother is still alive, I hope you call her this Sunday, or send her a text, telling her you love her.

I wish you peace, love, and coconut shrimp,

Kimmy