June 2020 in New York or Where is the Love?
Hi, hope all’s well where you are. As I mentioned, it’s been a bit insane here. Or should I say, insane-er. Things were actually beginning to look up – the icy winter wind abated and the weather turned exquisite, our covid numbers were getting better and better, Phase 1 relaunch was fast approaching. And then, murder and mayhem. June. Normally a joyful month in New York City, full of promise and sunny skies. The month of proms and commencements and graduation parties, of young people celebrating their academic success, contemplating their future, anticipating a summer of fun. A month of love, of weddings and anniversaries, of Father’s Day barbeques, of Puerto Rican Day and Pride parades. Of friends gathering at outdoor cafes over cocktails. Of my birthday! (Yeah, whatever.) But this June kicked off the Summer of the Coronavirus. Just for starters. After months of bearing the brunt of the pandemic - the nation’s “ho...