Love in the Time of COVID*

Thank God for My Git-Up and Go Companion

I met Ann Janes in ’88, just about this time of year, when I told the Bellevue Rotary about the break-up of UAL. We married in fall of ’91; she has been my constant love and companion every day of those 30 years.

It has been her git up and go which has kept me moving despite bad knees, bad back, diverticulitis, A-fibbing, torn-up shoulder and what all.  My go would have been long gone but for her. Now, emerging from pandemic purgatory, hugging friends again and dining together in their homes and ours, I look back in wonder and gratitude for her energy and sense of now; we have survived this year together.

Westcott Bay, San Juan Isle.
June '20

Our year of The COVID started upon return from skiing in Ketchum and a quick trip to Minnesota.  Our first foray was a long-weekend on San Juan Island followed by another in Port Townsend. We hiked Rainier, returned to Ketchum in the fall, to The Methow for skiing this January, again to Ketchum in February, and to Rainier last weekend to say goodbye to snow.  Later this month, God willing, it’s to be a three-week road trip to Utah and Wyoming, then home via Montana and Idaho. We relish road-tripping – talking politics, pod-casting, bickering, laughing, wondering at the beauty of this land, and tucking in together at day’s end.

      Together: it's become my favorite word.

Rainier, April, '21

Sourdough Gap, Rainier, Sept.'20

 

Billy's Bridge, March,'21

* apology to Gabriel García Márquez.