I consider March to be the beginning of year three of the pandemic. It was in March, 2020 when the virus began to affect my life. My last in-person event at the Rose was a lecture by acclaimed artist Fred Wilson, followed by a select group going to dinner in Waltham on March 3, 2020. Last chorus practice on March 9. My day-timer says, “crazy at the grocery story” on Friday, March 13. My last day going to my gym was the 14th; all my doctors yelled at me that it was no longer safe to go there live (we were using sanitizing wipes on every piece of equipment, even the hand weights).
We were at dinner at a friend’s home on Sunday, March 15 when word came that our governor would shut down the state two days later. He saw the bars jammed just before St. Patrick’s Day and knew he had to put restrictions in place. COVID-19 was spreading like wild fire. We still didn’t know exactly how it spread. The lockdown had begun. We could only go out to get essentials: food, medicine and entry was limited in those places. I found Josie, teaching via Zoom, on Saturday, March 21. And so the pandemic had set in for real. We scrambled to get masks and hand sanitizer.
Little by little, life returned to some semblance of normal. We did go to Martha’s Vineyard that summer, but only ate outdoors. We called it the “summer of the backyard”. In February, 2021, the vaccine changed everything for us, as we eagerly got vaccinated as quickly as we could, never believing that the right wing would become the anti-science party, making a “political statement” about doubting the reality in front of their noses, not understanding the meaning of “freedom” and “liberty”, sacrificing the good of all for selfishness. People on their death bed refusing to believe they had Covid-19. Propaganda and lies are scary and dangerous.
March 10, 2022 was a wonderful, busy day for me. I had my hair done (I went back to that the second the hair salons opened, wearing a mask as long as it was appropriate to do so). I called my friend Christie’s mother, Millie, one of my favorite people and a real surrogate mother to me, to wish her a heartfelt happy 96th birthday. And I went to the first live Rose opening in two years. We had to show proof of vaccination and wear masks in-doors (that is a Brandeis policy). It was by-invitation only, to keep the numbers manageable, but it was wonderful to be back after two years of virtual events. The Featured photo was taken that evening (I am the person on the left). Invited guests went to dinner in Waltham again. It almost felt normal.
I’ve been back to my gym for some time now. Due to my ankle injury, I’m mostly doing mat Pilates, but decided that I could try riding the recumbent bike and some work on machines. Now that the indoor mask mandate is lifted, I don’t mind getting sweaty on the bike. I know that everyone who enters the gym must be fully vaccinated (that was necessary to enter when my gym re-opened after the lockdown) and they have installed huge air filtration systems, so I feel safe working out. I also tend to go at less-busy times of the day. I still stream Josie’s classes at other times as well. After so many months of inactivity, it is difficult to regain fitness.
On March 22, we flew to California for a long-planned trip with friends. We bought passes last September (after Delta, before Omicron) to the Sonoma International Film Festival. At the time, California still had a mask mandate and the festival said they required proof of vaccination. Sitting in a crowded movie theater gave us pause and at first, we wore masks, but quickly felt at ease. Our friends told us where they wanted to stay (they had stayed there years ago), so we also made those reservations and got rental cars. From there we would continue on to Carmel for several days, joined by another couple, also good friends from home and on the Vineyard. We would stay at the Cypress Inn, a dog-friendly place famously owned by the late Doris Day, with her movie posters adorning the walls and one of her movies playing on a loop (closed caption) in the eating area.
We waited until a month before the event to make our final plans and book our flights. We had all been boosted and felt OK about the travel and festival. It turned out to be a good festival; quite a lot of fun to be with our friends. The weather was better than Boston, though usually cool in the morning, warm later in the afternoon, then cool again in the evening, so figuring out what to wear was challenging (I know – layers).
I can’t really recommend any films, as most did not yet have US distribution. Perhaps our favorite was called “The Road Dance”. It takes place in the Outer Hebrides during WWI, is based on a book, though they changed the ending and the writer/director, Richie Adams was in attendance (as were many of the directors) and did a good Q&A. It turned out, he and his wife were staying at our hotel and we had a long talk with him over breakfast one morning, then we saw them again at dinner one night, and went with them to their final Q&A. They were lovely people and we appreciated how friendly they were. We also really liked a documentary on the blues guitarist Buddy Guy. So it was an eclectic range of films.
Then on to Carmel, driving over the Golden Gate Bridge.
One friend had made dinner reservations for every night the six of us were together, which was good planning, as the town was full. Three of our group played the par three (the Hay) course at Pebble Beach twice and enjoyed themselves (it had recently been redesigned by Tiger Woods) while Joan and I wandered in and out of the shops in Carmel and once bought some food and had a picnic at the beach, watching squirrels run around, fight, play and entertain us. It was good to just laugh and talk. This was the friend who had us to the last dinner before lockdown on March 15, 2020.
We had lunch at Nepenthe, a famous spot in Big Sur, tried to visit Pfeiffer Beach, but the winds were up, blowing probably 50mph and we got sandblasted.
We celebrated Henry’s birthday with drinks at the Inn at Spanish Bay while listening to the lone piper. Playing the bag pipes is not easy and this fellow was only so-so, but it is a spectacular setting and we enjoyed ourselves before driving back to Carmel for our final dinner together.
On April 1, we drove up to Palo Alto for a visit with my dear high school friends, the founders of Retrospect, Patti and John Zussman. Patti came over to my hotel for an afternoon chat, then we regrouped for an evening dinner. It was great to catch up before heading home.
Throughout the trip, we’d get updates from our London kids on what little Rosa is up to. She turned 3 months old while we were in Sonoma and they called (via WhatsApp) so we could try and sing her happy birthday with a cupcake and candle. She didn’t know what was going on and was not amused. But Anna sent a cute video, playing with her to Beach Boys music and getting her to laugh. And David demonstrated that she has found her vocal cords. She wasn’t cooing, more squealing, but definitely enjoying the sound of her own voice. It is so interesting to watch her develop so rapidly at this age. We will visit again in mid-May. That is the next big thing on our agenda before heading to Martha’s Vineyard for the season.
We both got our second booster as soon as we returned home. I wanted it onboard before heading back to the UK. The BA.2 variant seems to be waning there, but is definitely on the rise in the Boston area (though, fortunately, not severe cases or deaths).
My chorus went back to live rehearsals in February, as long as you were fully vaccinated and wearing a mask, but I did not go back. Not yet. I plan to go back in September. Dan was fearful about in-door singing, and a friend recently said that half the members of the Tanglewood Festival Chorus (those who sing with the Boston Symphony) have Covid. Not a good omen. And I have a full-plate of travel right now, so would miss lots of rehearsals anyway.
I acknowledge that each step towards normal we take must be assessed for our tolerance for risk, and we look at rising (and in London), falling caseloads appropriately. The mask-mandate on public transit had just been extended again to May 3. We leave for London on May 4. There is certainly still lots of COVID around; it rose dramatically in Massachusetts over the past week. We take each day as it comes.
I hope we are in the endemic phase of this and can now just have annual boosters. I am ready.
Retired from software sales long ago, two grown children. Theater major in college. Singer still, arts lover, involved in art museums locally (Greater Boston area). Originally from Detroit area.
What a great and encouraging collection of semi-post-COVID (best I dare call it) adventures, Betsy. Isn’t it amazing how even the normal fun events of life have now taken on an even greater importance as we are able to do them again? That said, these sound like some truly lovely trips. (I’ve been to Pebble Beach and Spanish Bay myself.) Plus, getting together with the venerable founders of Retro is like going to Mecca.
So, between the story and the usual great pictures, thanks for letting us share the ride.
We are not done with COVID, John. We are just learning to live with it. As caseloads rise, we’ll put the masks back on and do less indoors (at least warmer weather is near, I hope). But our trip out to CA, in between variants, was great fun. Glad to share it with you, and yes – everything “normal” has taken on greater significance. Seeing “THE FOUNDERS” is always special for me. Patti and I have been close friends since 10th grade. There’s more than half a century of history.
Phew! It indeed sounds like the old whirlwind Betsy is (almost) back to normal!
Of course I remember reading about your trips to London to see your new grandbaby and to Sonoma for the film fest, and I wish you a safe May trip back to London!
We haven’t flown anywhere since Covid, but hoping to go to Zurich in mid-May for a biz conference of my husband’s, and hoping to see my old Joyce professor who runs the James Joyce Center there. Hope that happens, with this new normal who knows!,
We did see a wonderful Buddy Guy documentary on TV, is that what was shown in Sonoma?
Stay safe Betsy!
I hope you can get to Zurich in May, Dana. It feels like Europe is open, for the most part. David just sent an adorable photo of them in a park, showing Rosa feeling grass on her feet for the first time.
I just checked and the Buddy Guy documentary (“Buddy Guy: The Blues Chase the Blues Away”) was on American Masters on PBS last July, so I’m sure you did see it. Quite interesting, wasn’t it?
Yes Betsy, that’s the Buddy Guy doc we saw and loved, and I also remember watching the televised Kennedy Center awards when he was honored by Pres Obama.
Apparently Eric Clapton hailed Guy as the greatest guitarist alive!
That’s it, Dana. Clapton did claim Guy as a huge influence. Even though I’m a Motown girl, I’ve loved the blues since my Brandeis days, so just loved this documentary (of course, much of Motown music is rooted in the blues and Gospel music).
Good Betsy, and I have share a quote I love and may have shared before on Retro.
At a Cyndi Lauper concert at the Palace Theatre in Waterbury after she released a fabulous album called Memphis Blues, she said,
“I love the blues, they’re so uplifting!”
Funny!
Your memory for detail is remarkable! Mine was never the best, but the sameness of the days and months during lockdown and semi-lockdown has rendered everything to a hazy blur.
I confess that I help my memory with a day timer (which I fill in after the fact), so can refer back to see what happened, when. I’ve done this since I was in college. But I agree, the sameness of the days during COVID does make for hazy memories. Just moments ago, I had to remind my husband about upcoming plans for the next three days (he was supposed to leave for the Vineyard on Wednesday, so our calendar is full-up at the moment, even though his departure has been delayed for medical reasons). It can be difficult to differentiate.
Betsy, of course I too have a little date book, but at the end of the year – being a compulsive purger – I throw it out!
But truthfully before I do, I flip thru and invariably see names I supposedly had lunch or dinner with .. and have no memory of it!
Oy!
I have that kind of date book too, Dana. This is something I write in after the event took place; not a diary, just a record of what happened, which is great for writing these stories, but also keeping track of life in general.
No blursdays for you, Betsy. Your story is a primer on how to live with (despite?) the pandemic. Fortunately last summer I was able to sneak away with a girlfriend to the Monterey area and visited all the places in your story. Great to see John and Patti–I haven’t seen them in person since before 2020 and we live about 20 minutes away from each other. I am extra conservative because my partner is at super high risk, so I won’t fly and remain masked wherever I am indoors.
We are lucky to live in two highly vaccinated communities, Mare. And certainly on the Vineyard, there were lots of outdoor dining options, which we took full advantage of.
I understand your on-going concerns-as you must be. I assess each situation and mask as I see fit. Airports aren’t great, but they say that the air on planes is quite safe and we had to test up the ying-yang before flying to and from London. though those requirements are easing.
Sounds like your world is opening up safely so far, with cautionary notes. Sorry we didn’t cross paths in Sonoma or Bay Area—I was also out and about there due to a good friend’s son’s wedding at that time. Despite great care, the bride’s parents (who flew in from Massachusetts) tested positive the day of the wedding! Others in wedding party okay, and all guests were supposedly vaccinated, so event proceeded—outdoor ceremony, reception inside though. The next day, the bride tested positive! A bit scary, since groom’s dad is immunocompromised. So we laid low for a few days, felt fine, tested negative (as did groom’s family) and carried on. All to say that situation remains in flux and use your “clinical judgement”.
What an unfortunate situation you’ve described, Khati. Except for the film festival (I had a text conversation with my daughter today and said I still can’t quite believe that we were there), we have been careful. Your advice is good and we do watch the case numbers carefully. Unfortunately, they are on the rise again in the Boston area, so I am wearing a mask indoors again. Hope this is all over by the time of your Harvard reunion.
Like you, I am so ready for the endemic phase, but I fear we still have a bit to go. Rosa is so adorable, Betsy! So glad you will be going back to London soon. And what a great CA vacation. Your description of 2020 and 2021 totally parallels my experience of those years. This far, we have not traveled too far this year — only by car to see our daughter’s family in Indiana. We have high hopes for this summer. Fingers crossed.
As of today, our county’s (Middlesex) COVID alert level was elevated to Moderate. The BA.2 level is on the rise in 3 counties in MA and ours (and your Newton son’s) is one of them (Boston is another, as is the Berkshires, interestingly enough). I was just at the pharmacy and grocery store. EVERYONE (including me) was masked. So at least we are taking this seriously, as painful as it may be. The good news (if we can look for a silver lining) is that this surge passed very quickly in London, and never got has high as with original Omicron. So that’s on-the-ground-reporting.
I, too, hope we can have a fairly normal summer, Laurie. And that you can see your Newton family soon. We’ll see what the numbers look like after this long weekend, with Red Sox, Bruins, Celtics games and the return of the Marathon, which brings throngs of people together. Keep your fingers crossed.
Wonderful story, Betsy, about how life is going for you as we begin year 3 of this wretched pandemic. You have certainly had some great experiences! I especially enjoyed learning all the details of your California trip, and the great photos. (I assume you weren’t driving when you took the pic on the Golden Gate Bridge.) Looking forward to seeing you in MA after your London trip.
I have been blessed this year with some wonderful experiences, Suzy. Dan wouldn’t even let me sign the rental car form; I was DEFINITELY not the driver as we crossed the Golden Gate Bridge (or at any time during that trip).
We look forward to seeing you too, once we get to MV. Dan’s departure has been delayed due to some dental surgery. He was supposed to go day after tomorrow (and return just before we leave for London); his golf club opened last Friday and he can’t wait to get on, but now has another appointment here next Tuesday, so delayed his departure to next week.
L’Chaim, Betsy. Wine (and travel) to the mouths (and feet) of the sages. May your joy flourish!
Thanks, Chas. Same to you.