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Landmarks This Week

This week marked my nineteenth week in quarantine. Human contact consists of the following things. 

I shop for groceries in a store. 

Once a week, I meet with one friend, outdoors and we chat. I met Larry Krowlakoski in a park. Bill Sell and I purchased lunch at the public market. Pamela Frautchi and I had lunch on the patio at the Knick. Michelle Money met me for coffee at Stone Creek on Downer. 

Everyone wore masks and we were careful with everything with which we made contact. I suspect this limited social life will continue through fall and possibly into 2021.

As many of us are, I am active on Zoom. My association with the Zeidler Group, interviews conducted by Urban Milwaukee's Jeremay Jannene, film studies conducted by John Hickey from St Marks film club, and theater readings by American Players to name a few, occupy a couple of hours a week.

I'm in email, phone conversation, and Instant messaging contact with friends, relatives, and societal dropouts in all shades of depression.

Even the hottest of days does not stop me from cooking meals, baking bread, and stovetop popping corn.

I'm doing my exercises every day. Taking a walk helps get me some fresh air, exercise, and avoid the feeling of being a cave dweller.

Since I write and practice my pencil sketching and watercolor painting skills every day, I think my mind is operating at normal or above normal capacity.

My other landmark is the distribution of the last chapter of my work in progress "26 Women". While I'm not sure which path to self-publication I'm going to use, It can wait as I edit a final version and consult with some people I feel can guide me.

In the coming weeks, another landmark will be introducing my current piece in the same manner as "26 Women". I'm going to return to distributing the work as a blog post since some of you have had problems with the file format I've used

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  1. Keep on keepin’ on Jeff. This is getting really old. Thank goodness for my daughter needing a break from her kids. She shares them willingly with me as long as I stay Safe and away from crowds. Keep on blogging

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