“Mommy, where’s my mask?”

Yes, that’s what my great-grandson Joey asked his mother.

That simple question from a 4-year-old should send us a strong message. It scares me and makes me wonder about our future in a very different America. I also take it personally that COVID is cheating me out of my fragile golden years.

As I write this, I’m locked down. No fishing. No hunting. I can’t even see my son’s new boat. All the days seem the same.