Showing posts with label Pandemic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Pandemic. Show all posts

Sunday, July 12, 2020

Diary of an Old Girl


I AM QUARANTINED WITH MY PARENTS

We were quarantined 3/16/20.  There were protests, disbelief, confusion, fear.. People compared it to house arrest, frightening historical comparisons arose...one that was mentioned several times during the first days was that of Anne Frank who spent 761 days in a secret annex.
She kept a diary. Anne did not live to be an adult.
The story resonated with me.
I suppose most read her book.
I have it.

I looked at it and
and I put it in my mind, locked it away and vowed to remember it as our lockdown went forward..

My old life was superseded by a new quarantine life.
I did not long for the old life. Why? I knew it would cause anxiety and sadness and loss. I had learned in therapy to compartmentalize grief and negativity and anxiety and move forward with replacements.. These processes were reinforced by years of management training; if you listened a little in these classes you came away with ideas on how to cope with crises, change, and loss.

Almost all activities were canceled.
We were in a pandemic. People all over the world were in it too... and we moved forward. Did what we had to do. Never forgetting those serving and suffering. Liam knew too


we had new lives

1-No Starbucks
the community place
 of New Hyde Park
crossroads for hospitals, business, schools
we meet, greet one another, staff and customers 

2-no Crabtrees
social epicenter for many
 eating drinking
 networking
sharing
our family of 27 years
regulars on Fridays
celebrating and grieving and living
through
celebrations, commemorations,wakes, reunions


3-no Cleo Nail salon
neighborhood people
 who are making a living and contributing by
caring for us
and sending us out to the world
 
4-No Touch Of Class Hair Salon  
it's our family
people and animals loved and rescued
not only a shop
we know and love one another


they make us better people
physically and spiritually
we are are best selves when we leave

5-no Push Fitness health club
fitness
mind and body
 social connections
support
stories
As we moved to April I started to think
How much do I want to take back when they set us free?
all
part
none

and they started to come back

1- Starbucks
 in May
 returned
and I did too
I received a round of applause when I walked in
the dream of every Leo birth sign
the following collage below left-records the first day back
 Liam tongue out waiting at home for his first iced coffee drink of 2020



and then
2- Crabtrees had curbside
we did it and were thrilled to step inside masked and social distancing and
greet our regulars and staff
no hugs
namaste greeting works
left collage below is a sampling of one of our take home meals

and then we were back on the patio
right below a night of joyous reunions





 


and from the start I had Andrew

 

I was gifted with a Cuomo mug from good friends


Liam waited through it all


3-Hair 
came back
the stages of my hair since early March
stitched below into two rows of photos
left the earliest and then the last stage a hat
I had not one grey hair
but I also had not one blonde one
I was once a blonde! 
what the heck happened?
I guess I am my mother Ruth
 who died in 2010 at age 87
with a full head of thick brown hair


I never toyed with the idea of going natural
not once
I returned to my blonde self
the way I was most of my life...perhaps the pandemic caused me to be brown
Liam below left looking and thinking
 "my Mom is back,  no longer brown like me"


4-Nails
I will take back but with a change
elimination of polish
my nails thrived in the 4 months without polish
I will respect their growth and health and set them free of color
for years the staff of Cleo has attempted to build up my nails
which were cracking, peeling, not growing
I now have the best fingernails and toenails
Took a plague to fix them

  my nail salon                                                         my collection which will be dumped



5-But what about Push Fitness?  
 My health cub of 15 years
. I have belonged to some sort of outside exercise venue for 52 years.
This I may not take back.
Not out of a fear of Covid transmission or timed visits and mask restrictions

I like what I have built for the last 4 months
I have developed an exercise routine
watch Channel 18
Project Independence
which is a mix of all types of activities

I do the classes with two friends we text and start together
we have grown closer and stronger and have developed deep affection for our instructors
how could we not?
 every one of the instructors say we are awesome and that they love us
and are proud of us and that we are beautful

we have dance class, yoga, chair exercise, Tai Chi
we use weights, bands, balls, mats , blocks as illustrated in the following collage

and
I have a home gym
I started it years ago after blizzard closed my gym for several days
a treadmill, a Schwinn rider, weights, a giant ball and row machine.  I was preparing for the eventuality I might be housebound for a while at some point. I never expected
 a pandemic.
a lockdown
a quarantine
and the
the closure of my health club

My home gym is in the 1950's mode...knotty pine walls, a bar...a defunct stereo radio speaker in the wall...nostalgia
 I have my art and my aunt's hung on the walls. a sampling of my tile collection of 65 years
adjacent is the laundry room where I can do laundry at the same time.
                                
                                 gym in basement












top right
Liam watches from the couch or sometimes joins in the den for the TV classes
never been in the basement
he has never ventured down the steps
fear



Life will not be as it was.
and I don't want it back
there are new ways
 new discoveries
Let's go
 

“In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: 

it goes on.”


Robert Frost


woof, woof


Sunday, June 7, 2020

Pandemic Project Number 1, Done, before Phase 1

MY MOM HAS PANDEMIC PROJECT 
I finished one pandemic project 
Went through1300 slides
Culled out my deemed worthy 250
Shared with the family as I went 
as the weeks went on, the numbers of viewers grew
I have a family FB PM chat group and occasionally shared with friends and family via text
I shared by taking iPhone photos of 1x1 inch slides thru a 2x2 inch viewer 
It worked for a temp solution and having people on the current journey


The following collage has photos of the project room
the slides share the table with our GoT 4D puzzle
in the center you will see the legacy box sizes



Digital companies are vying for my business 
Waiting for the best offer
I have my slides in the carts of 3different companies 
I was told to wait for 60% off
They are now up to 40% from 20% and 15%
I will share via a link when digitization done
My parents documented all events and no one else has what I have

The slides are  
My legacy
as well as the Ancestry tree I created
With thousands of entries 
my gift to all
I told the family since I did not reproduce 
Ancestry
 and the slide digitization
 are my contribution 
to future generations
as are our Ancestry relatives 


Plus now through Ancestry
 we have the second McNiff family
 joining in...my grandpa James McNiff had two families
one in NY and one in RI
Many more McNiffs
And we all
Look alike 
Many dimples 
short
blondes
we have connected

 I was praised by a dear friend for my work
Our text exchange 
Great work Carol.
Few can match your dedication once you commit
me-Being an addictive personality is an asset in some activities 

The slides begin in 1949 with my parents, Ruth and Charlie on their Catalina honeymoon
They eloped on 1/20/49
The slides end in 1974
unknown to them Ruth's younger brother eloped the same weekend 
I am familiar with some 
 of the photos and was looking to see them again
The ones I selected here are from the fifties and sixties

Below is a collage of some I have been delighted in rediscovering 
Clockwise...starting with the large photo...
1
Carol, parakeet, Buddy Boy, on my glasses, sister Lois 1955
Now the minis, top right down
2
Carol, with my real life doll, Lois and Howdy Doody...1955
3
-Grandpa Mickey Coughlin Carol 1954
4
Cousins on the couch to the right, father Charlie in the middle
5
Lois, Carol Sharon, cousins 1961
6
Highlands NJ
Lois Carol Ruth 
7
cousins Wedding 1966
8
Easter1965...I dyed my hair black 
The slides show a life with a lot of Summer on the Jersey shore
a family tradition from my mother's childhood. 
 The Highlands
  Asbury Park,  
 Point Pleasant
Atlantic City
 I know I passed Bruce Springsteen at Asbury Park on my 9th birthday

We did not have a car so getting to these places was not easy. 
We spent a lot of time at the Port Authority Bus Terminal, 
and the start of any trip involved a bus and subway from our apt. in Flushing. 
Our 1965 trip to Block Island RI took almost a day.  Train, bus, ferry....hours, Amtrak, swimming
LIAM DEVELOPED A GREY BEARD THINKING OF THE TRAVEL TIME
The slide journey showed trips to Europe and all over the US. As I said above, we did not own a car but my father Charlie worked for TWA so we flew for free.

I am enjoying the slide trips and I am looking for a photo
I had it in my mind for 58 years
what was it?
  In 1962 I attended the opening of the TWA "bird" terminal with my father.
here is the link if you don't know of it
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/TWA_Flight_Center

the TWA family affectionately called it the bird

our SSA group has planned an outing to the TWA center which opened as a Hotel and a kinda museum

see link
https://www.twahotel.com/

The photo.
It was there.
A photo I had not seen since 1962.
 My mother had told me it was time for a print dress for this special occasion.
I did not know 'til years later that she gave up her spot for me.
I LOVED that dress
here I am at 12.
I even had bows in my hair.
Orange anklets.
white flats
See the old TWA plane behind me!

AT TWA FLIGHT CENTER OPENING 1962
I now have many print dresses. My faves have been purchased at 
The Farmer's Market in Fort Pierce Fl
I think all of them are a homage to my first print dress

Here I am with one of my evocative TWA type dresses.
left 12 year old me, right current time 2020


Ah, this one photo was worth the entire pandemic project of 1300 slides



We had difficulty getting my father off the couch in the early sixties and so Mom Ruth traveled. 

Italy1961
 Ruth was brave and fearless. She went to Italy by herself.

Holland and London 1965
  She took my sister and I to London and Holland. An 11 and 14 year old. I remember hearing Ticket to Ride at Heaththrow airport.  Beatles invasion.

Ireland 1967
In Ireland our tour guide in Killarney commented how fortunate we were to be "well
 to do" Americans... able to travel.  I disabused the guide of this notion. I told him we lived in a city housing project, did not own a car and both my parents had to work to support us.
Ouch.
Got him.
Ruthless

Portugal 1971
Our trip to Portugal was memorable because my father left his wallet home. In those days there were no credit cards, at least not for us and we barely survived the week on our pooled $100 among the 4 of us. 
We rebelliously bought sombreros at the airport with our remaining escudos (Portuguese currency in the '60s) and wore them on the plane home.
We did not allow my father to buy one
he was known as El Cheapo
thereafter

MOM, ARE WE DONE YET?
and then it was time to pick a company
I chose Legacy because a friend had sent her slides off to them recently
also 
Legacy is what I am doing
got it for 40%
of course I now have an offer for 50% 
following explicit procedures
I packed 10 groups of 25 slides into zip locks, labeled them as instructed and sent them off
mine was the medium size box
I have received a notice they arrived in Texas
check out the collage for procedure and info


The slide journey was a reliving of my entire early life
I marvel at the team dedication of my two Capricorn parents (Dec 25th and January 1) Both participated in those early decades
my mother's cursive and my father's printing adorning each slide and box

showing love of family, respect for history and promotion of travel as a life enhancement
and celebrating
the exploration of places and the recordation of history exponentially expands one's life view understanding of others
I loved them more and understood them more
and I know Ruth gave me the guts to travel solo

MOM, IT IS DONE,  RIGHT?
 Woof, Woof