My youngest son has just recovered from the virus. He was sick for three weeks, with a bad cough, very severe headaches, blackened toes, and a loss of sense of taste and smell. To make matters worse, he has been recovering from a pulmonary embolism he suffered around Christmas. So thankful he has recovered. He works from home now.


I'd rather be a free man in my grave, than living as a puppet or a slave....