On March 13, 2020, I walked out of our school in Bridgeport into COVID-19 quarantine with no idea of when we’d return or even if we’d return. The feeling was very surreal and all I knew was that I was waiting in quarantine to possibly catch a virus that originated in China and seemed to be spreading aggressively.
My wife and I actually heard about this coronavirus two months before our quarantine while we were driving to the airport in Chicago after my aunt’s funeral. The radio announcer explained that the disease seemed to be contained in China and was spreading rapidly. There were no comments about number of cases or deaths. So we forgot about it...until that day in March.