Here in NYC, what some are calling the epicenter of Covid-19 in the US, it’s spooky. The voluntary compliance with isolation, social distancing and self quarantine has been very good – the streets are deserted at night, traffic is light or at times virtually nonexistent, people are wearing masks, lines form with 6-foot spacing, stores have implemented many protective measures.

I took a brief walk a couple weeks ago in the Village on a Saturday night when it would typically be quite busy. The top photo is looking up Broadway and the 2nd photo is looking across 8th Street. There was not a soul in sight. Let’s hope that science, medicine and human ingenuity delivers us from this virus sooner than we hoped. I know they are working literally around the clock. Be well ….

Surprisingly, supplies have been plentiful – you can actually find toilet paper here. Many with the means or 2nd homes have just left. Apartment living has made things particularly rough – people are getting cabin fever. Eating out in restaurants is (was) virtually an everyday event for many of us. The city has a very high percentage of people living alone, making isolation a lonely and boring proposition. There is only so much organizing, cleaning and watching Netflix that one can do.