Quarantine is a Prohibition
A Few Thoughts
Ever think about what side of the door you are standing? I discussed Doorways as topic of conversation last year, and last month I mentioned a State’s use of prohibitions as either a means to lock a person out or lock a person in. Today, I’m going to set the metaphors aside and jot a few lines about something literal concerning closed doors, namely quarantines.
As we approach a year of masks, restrictions, closures, lockdowns, and other various prohibitions let’s take a moment to think about those (the elderly, those with special needs, and others) who have been on some level or type of quarantine for past eleven months. Yes, they can text, call, chat, and Zoom family, but many of these people have not hugged loved ones in damn near a year. We may be social distancing but many of us still have the option of human touch with loved ones. Please keep those who are prohibited from something a simple as a hug in your thoughts.
-K-
Lockport Coffin Race 2019
Boxcar Coffins, Bloody Marys, and Good Times
Brimming with Halloween spirit I attended Lockport’s Second Annual Coffin Race a couple weeks back. With my Nikon in one hand and a Bloody Mary in the other (which may account for the quality of some of these pictures) I posted myself on the corner of Hamilton and 10th and took a few snapshots and quite a few sips (there was more than one Bloody Mary involved). What follows is a bit of what happened.
Little did I know we were about to be pelted with an assortment of Halloween candies thrown by the racers.
‘Rum Runners’ chasing the ‘Lockport Police.’
Starting to wonder if I had one Bloody Mary too many?
When these racers veered off course I wondered if they were sipping Bloody Marys too?
Never thought I’d see a bunch of Killer Bees pushing a coffin to victory.
The Lockport Coffin Race was a fun time. There were some great teams with some wildly decorated boxcar coffins.
-K-
