You can tell by the date above, what was going on then. And this story, well-written and sad can stand in for a million stories like it. The protagonist's father is in the hospital. A surgery is followed by Covid. His daughters can only visit on Face- time as was so much the case then. It is hard to read this and be taken back to that hopeless time when we didn't know how long a vaccine might be in coming. But it wasn't that long because we believed in science and labs and the scientists working in them. And now we don't. Or at least our government doesn't.
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It's definitely the fool-in-chief who doesn't care to pay for anything that doesn't kick back to him, and his lackey in the public unhealthiness department who can't seem to understand why everyone else shouldn't experience at least one brainworm in their lives.
Mine's up...not necessarily a cheerier story (nor occasion) but a sequel of sorts to an SSW a few back...
https://socialistjazz.blogspot.com/2025/07/short-story-wednesday-first-will-be.html
The vaccine is pretty suspect. Here's mine for today: Great English Short Stories:
https://ahotcupofpleasureagain.wordpress.com/2025/07/23/ssw-great-english-short-stories-ed-reginald-hargreaves-and-lewis-melville-1930/
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