Some distressing news came in the other day when I learned that a longtime friend and former colleague died of complications from COVID-19.
It served as a gigantic reminder that the coronavirus that has killed more than 1 million Americans is still around. It still is harming us. We must be mindful of its presence. We should take all necessary precautions once we are aware of any possible exposure to the killer virus.
Kenton Brooks was just 67 years of age. He was still working, as far as I know, in the business of daily journalism. He had contracted the virus while working and living in Muskogee, Okla. His symptoms deteriorated rapidly and he was rushed to ICU in Tulsa, where he passed away.
He is far from the first friend I have lost to this disease. I hope he is the last one, at least for a good while.
I have heard all along that we likely never will be rid completely of the virus, that it won’t be eradicated. Indeed, I have heard in recent days about a possible spike in cases in the country, caused in large part by Americans getting out more and perhaps ignoring the precautions they had taken to avoid being stricken.
I have been reawakened to the need to take care of myself. Social distancing is back on my to-do list of precautions, along with frequent hand-washing/sanitizing; and, yes, I am going to keep masks handy in case the need should arise for me to wear one.
I also admit to being a bit nonchalant about the disease. My friend’s passing has cured me of it.