Lately I’ve been receiving my share of emails from people who don’t have many nice things to say. Today I received more of these messages than usual. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s just one of those days.
I suppose since lots of people have been quarantining for well over 40 days now, folks are feeling kind of—and I’m sorry, but don’t know how else to put this—crotchety.
This is what my mother used to say when I would wake up in a bad moods. Crotchety. I was notorious for waking up in bad moods. I am what you’d call a Slow Waker Upper. I have NEVER crawled out of bed feeling like a million bucks.
In the mornings before school, my mother would always remind me, “Don’t be crotchety.” And she would say this in the same low-pitched tone that lions use when they eat the hindquarters of various antelopes.
The latest crotchety email was from a man in West Virginia, who wrote: “I don’t get why you’re so obsessed with telling us about your dogs.”
Then there was the sunny message from a guy in Tampa: “How disappointing, Sean. I thought you wrote about more relevant matters, who gives a [bleep] about baseball at a time like this? Really?”
But my favorite message was the one that came to me in all caps this morning. It went like this: “WHY DON’T YOU EVER WRITE ABOUT MICHIGAN!? YOU’VE WRITTEN ABOUT EVERYWHERE ELSE… WHAT DO YOU HAVE AGAINST US?”
Let me state, for the record, I have nothing against Michiganites (Michigonians? Michigaintiles? Michigan Terriers?)
Actually, I like Michigan. The first time I visited Detroit, my Michigan friends were warning me that traffic was very dangerous. At first, I was inclined to believe them because—this is true—10 minutes after I exited the airport, my taxi got into a car accident. But the cab driver assured me that auto accidents were very rare in Detroit.
In the end, I had the time of my life in Motown. The highlight of the trip was the Detroit Historical Museum. I got stranded there one afternoon when my cousin got into a car wreck coming to pick me up.
So the writer of this letter is wrong about me. I like Michigan as much as the next guy. Furthermore, he’s also wrong when he says I have written about “everywhere else.” I haven’t even BEEN everywhere else.
For example, I’ve never written about California. Primarily, because I haven’t visited California since I was six years old. I don’t remember anything about the trip except my uncle taking me to a theme park featuring a motion-sickness inducing ride called the “teacups.” This ride could have been used as a torture apparatus on one of those spy movies.
SPY 1: So, he won’t talk, eh? Take him to the Teacups of Death.
SPY 2: No! Please! Anything but those!
SPY 1: Then take him to Detroit at rush hour.
I guess the reason for all the ugly emails I’ve been getting is that people are pent up. Forty days of quarantining can make a body fragile. Patience is wearing thin. The sounds of everyone’s own televisions are driving them nuts.
But I would like to point out, there’s no need to be nasty.
After all, there are some cool things happening in the world. There are many people who are taking their pent-up energy and doing something beautiful with it instead of sending disagreeable emails.
I have here an article sent to me by a man named Fred, in Florida. The article is about a group of factory workers in Marcus Hook, Pennsylvania, who have been living inside a factory for 28 days, manufacturing a COVID-19 resistant material used in hospitals.
More than 40 workers from the Braskem America Company, locked themselves in a plant and slaved to manufacture N95, which is a material used to make masks, sanitary wipes, and hospital gowns. The product protects medical workers and it’s in high demand right now.
For a month, the workers have produced this stuff by the metric ton. To get this done they have eaten, slept, shaved, showered, and lived in a fluorescent-lit industrial nightmare. They worked 12-hour shifts, around the clock. The only contact with the outside world was the occasional drive-by from a family member.
Yesterday morning, the workers finally clocked out after roughly 672 hours. They wrapped their arms around family members, and I understand that the only dry eyes in the county were made of glass.
The 40 workers have all been given pay raises.
I’d also like to tell you about Allen Marshal. He stood on the street corner near his local Exxon gas station a few weeks ago, holding a cardboard sign which read: “Free Gas For Nurses.”
He waved his sign at passing motorists. And people responded. Allen filled the gas tanks of about 60 vehicles who were brave enough to take him up on his offer. He spent 900 bucks from his savings account.
The idea started on a whim, and in no time he had drained all his money. When he ran out of cash, a complete stranger stepped in and began donating her money to fill even more tanks.
When asked about his reason for doing this for so many medical workers, Allen answered, “I just love them, and I want them to know that.”
In other words, something beautiful happened. And the best part is, Allen Marshal lives in Detroit. Which just happens to be located in a state I completely adore.
Don’t be crotchety.
61 comments
Sandi. - April 22, 2020 7:13 am
Hi Sean, I think many people have a propensity to complain when they don’t have to come face-to-face with the person they’re barking at. This is YOUR blog, so continue to write about what you want to write about. No one is forced to read it or even subscribe to it. You have enough loyal fans and followers not to be concerned with the crotchedy ones who have their knickers in a knot.. Maybe somebody licked the red off their lollipop and they feel the need to whine about it.
Ann - April 22, 2020 7:36 am
Born and raised and lived in Michigan most of my life…my children are still in that beautiful state and I have lived in Florida for over 20 years….the best way to handle Detroit rush hour is to have a FLORIDA license plate😉
I’m sorry crotchety people write to you, but it’s their expression of frustration and like all electronics there is no “face to face”….so now they feel better and you have more material!!!
You offer a little of everything each day and a lot of….JOY,…thank you…oh, and the dog tales are great!
Connie Havard Ryland - April 22, 2020 7:49 am
Dear Sean, I don’t know how to write you a letter so I will say it here. I’m sorry people are mean and rude to you. I love reading your column every day. I love it so much I own six of your books that I paid hard earned money for. I love hearing about your dogs and about your family. I love the stories you share about the good in the world. For every crotchety, mean spirited, hate spewing person who writes you being ugly, there are hundreds more who open their emails every day to get a smile or even a good cry from reading your words. Please don’t change anything you do, and don’t lose heart. Bless their hearts, they just don’t know any better. Love and hugs from Alabama.
Gwen - April 22, 2020 8:15 am
Write whatever you feel inspired to write about. I find there is something in every article I read that speaks to me. Best wishes from a fan!
Toni Keeling - April 22, 2020 8:35 am
Here in southern most state of Australia, I absolutely love all of your emails and stories about your dogs. Bloodhounds seem to me to be the most faithful and wonderful of animals (though I still love border collies that are very popular in my small regional city.
It has been wonderful for me to visit different states in America, though not enough yet.
Thank you, I too look forward to your emails arriving, and I also enjoy reading the comments, which show so much love and appreciation that it is really heartwarming!
Norma Den - April 22, 2020 8:55 am
Sean, please ignore the adverse comments. Your blogs are a breath of fresh air to all in lockdown. I’m in South Africa, & look forward to your uplifting, amusing & insightful wisdom. Red Haircrow made a comment: “You don’t have to disrespect and insult others simply to hold your own ground. If you do, that shows how shaky your own position is.” A good answer to the crotchety folk out there. God bless.
Cathi Russell - April 22, 2020 9:35 am
Sean. I am not crotchety but you’re right. There are a lot of those folks out there right now. And please remember when they vent their spleens on you, they’re just using you like a best friend because we can be the meanest to the one we love most. I’m in Alabama, have had the pleasure of meeting you once & have gotten 2 Yankee FB friends reading you every single day too! You just keep writing you & millions will keep reading it. And I WILL be most crotchety if you stop talking Jamie, Thel & Otis. War Eagle Sean, much love! ❤❤❤
C - April 22, 2020 9:48 am
Don’t ever change. I love your blog, and I love your kindness and love to humanity.
Monica - April 22, 2020 10:11 am
I’ve just been introduced to you and your writing during our epidemic. Thx for brightening my days! I look forward to your emails.
Brenda - April 22, 2020 10:30 am
Recently over weeks or is it months……I have started reading your blog each morning. You always bring moments of laughter, Joy and sometimes tears with your wonderful banter sharing parts of your life. People and of course dogs have been and are an important part of your life. You have given us so much laughter in these dark days when we all will have crotchety moments. Please pass on a big hug and note to mister crotchety ” have courage be kind”
Sean’s morning blogs are the best natural upper ever! 🌈 Hugs to you also Sean and thank you for sharing your Joy ❤️
Tim the Tarheel - April 22, 2020 10:37 am
I’m sure you’ve noticed that when you bump a glass, whatever is inside spills out. I’m as “pent up” as anybody by this quarantine and I am more crotchety than most but this “bump” only reveals what’s inside me; it doesn’t cause it.
Terri - April 22, 2020 11:34 am
Love you much Sean.
Jana - April 22, 2020 11:36 am
I’m writing about your story yesterday about your father giving away the baseball that he caught and saying “If it is in our power to make someone else happy, even a little bit, it sort of quadruples our own happiness.”
I took part of my stimulus check and anonymously paid the electric bill for my hairdresser and my neighbor. I was so happy I was almost giddy. I’ll be looking for ways to pay it forward again today.
Keep on writing and being just the way you are, I look forward each morning to the topic of the day.
Curtis Lee Zeitelhack - April 22, 2020 11:41 am
Unlike you, I have been blessed to be one of the lucky people who wake up wide-eyed and bushy-tailed (alert and in a good mood). I almost never lie in bed more than a few minutes after I awake, whether that is at 1:30 am or 1:31 am. I have always been an early waker-upper and almost never sleep past 5:00 am. I am writing this at 4:35 am. I have fed and watered the dog, ashed my face and hands (40 seconds each) and combed my errant hairs, beard and mustache. I don’t consider myself a superior human being because of my early rising lifestyle. It is just something that happens naturally. I take no credit. I only take credit for not being crotchety. It could be easy to be crotchety, but I just can’t work-up the negative energy. Good morning!
Curtis Lee Zeitelhack - April 22, 2020 12:03 pm
I must have gotten up a little too early this morning. I meant washed my face and hands, not ashed them 😀
Lynda Roersma - April 22, 2020 12:03 pm
I loved the baseball story…for the record. Sorry people are crotchety. I might be almost there myself. Poor husband. But we’re making it and we’re finding joys. Like making someone’s day with a gift of a baseball. Thanks.
Jan - April 22, 2020 12:27 pm
Love this! You made me laugh and cry all in the same column… Cried about the factory workers who devoted themselves so fully to a truly worthwhile effort and also the man who spent all his money buying gas for nurses. Laughed at the Teacups of Death. You rock, Sean! From a 73 year old grandmother who looks forward to hearing from you every day.
Mary L Joy - April 22, 2020 12:41 pm
Hey, Sean. It takes all types, right? My husband and I (married 34 years as of May 24) are at home, together, and we spend our time watching Andy Griffith Show reruns or the Golf Channel. That helps to keep our dispositions on the sunny side. We try to avoid cable news channels. Those people are so uptight.
When I was a child, my mother would wake me up in the mornings by saying, “Rise and shine and give God the Glory!” If I didn’t rise and shine, she would get all crotchety on me. So, there’s that.
deeb - April 22, 2020 12:45 pm
Hi, Sean!
I am a Michigander who enjoys your gift of humorous writing…no matter where you write about! Keep up the excellent work of making readers smile and sometimes even laugh! You are a prize!
Flounder - April 22, 2020 12:47 pm
Illegitimi non carborundum – Rock on, your way!
Max Horton - April 22, 2020 1:06 pm
Sean,
Those people who write crotchety emails probably don’t like Bear Bryant, Col. Sanders or dogs.
They need some fried chicken and sweet tea.
George - April 22, 2020 1:18 pm
Ignore Trolls. Don’t give negative people air. Write about what you write about. Nobody’s paying to read what you write, they have no right to tell you what to write. I would wish the faceless people who spew such negativity on line would off a cliff, but then that would be a negative comment.
Betty - April 22, 2020 1:20 pm
I’m a recent reader and have’t read about dogs, but look forward to it. If crotchety people watch a lot of television, I can understand why they are crotchety. Turn it off. clean a closet, clean the junk drawer, organize your medicines or makeup, throw away the out of date stuff, organize your books or DVDs, whatever, do something everyday to make your live easier and better. When this is over, you will be glad you live is running smoother. Personally I appreciate your glob every morning; it brightens the day.
Phil S. - April 22, 2020 1:40 pm
CROCHETY? US? NEVER! How dare you call us crochety! Call us crochety one more time and we’ll form a lynch mob of nice and friendly protesters to come and camp on and trash your lawn and march around with signs that say things like, “Crotcheties are people, too!” and “Unfair to crotches!” Wait a minute. Can’t believe I said that! Scratch that. Oops – another embarrassing faux pas.
Anyway, Michigan is OK, too. All the states in this wonderful country have their beautiful places and magnificent people like those in your story today. Keep writing about them and lets hope the grouchy ones among us feel better.
Love ya, Sean.
Amy - April 22, 2020 2:02 pm
Sean I have been a reader for a long time. I feel like we’re friends in some long-distance sorta way. I absolutely LOVE to hear about your dogs. I’ve laughed and cried right beside you and the Missus. I rejoiced at new puppy teeth and breath. I love to hear about your little corner of Florida and the bay and skeeters and neighbors. The world is full of war and pestilence and need I say it, crotchety-ness. Please don’t stop writing about Valient Cross or dogs or Connecuh sausage (I buy that in my grocery in Texas!). Write about your Mama and single mothers, widows and otherwise. Write about young men and girls who grow up on farms and make their daddy’s proud. You keep doing what you were made to do my friend. The world needs you.
Judy - April 22, 2020 2:47 pm
If there is someone that doesn’t want to read what you write…they should just keep on moving. I think the previous comments to you are evidence they are certainly out numbered. Perhaps, them venting on you saved some other poor soul from receiving their bitterness. We can hope.
Just keep on keeping on. We need your words…your stories. Just the way you write them and no other way.
Anna - April 22, 2020 3:02 pm
Keep up the good work Sean! You bring delight to my inbox everyday!
Alan Brock - April 22, 2020 3:04 pm
One of your best. Your are sunshine on a gloomy day. I ran 40 straight days once from Austin, Tx. to the top of Pikes Peak. A tough 913.2 miles in the dead of a Texas summer. I liked the story you wrote once about your trip to Pikes Peak. Thanks for the encouragement and don’t let the cold water committee members get you down. 😎
Joe Patterson - April 22, 2020 3:15 pm
Thanks for sharing
Dana Qualls - April 22, 2020 3:31 pm
I love your writing. You make me laugh and think and laugh again. I need that every day but especially these 40+ days. I just thought I would say thank you!
Dick Currey - April 22, 2020 3:31 pm
Baseball and dogs are two of the very best things in life. Keep writing and we’ll keep reading.
Otho - April 22, 2020 3:32 pm
Sean – thanks very much for your stories of folks’ kindness during this time – it’s both inspirational and uplifting…plus you have the corner on that market – this isn’t the kind of $#@* the networks are trying to forcefeed the American consumer.
I shared it on a Facebook post, of course giving you credit.
Another example (maybe sharing these will catch on in the social media world) is a small Baptist Church in St Simons Island Georgia. They have a box on the front porch if the church with toilet paper and loaves of white bread for anybody in need.
Please keep sharing stories of good old dogs – they’re far better than most of the humanity they worship. And as for baseball, I feel better simply knowing somewhere at any point in time there is a dad playing a game of catch with their daughter or son…
Thank you for your faithfulness
Otho
Denise Gresens - April 22, 2020 3:54 pm
Don’t let the crotchety people get to you, your column is a welcome relief for what we are living through right now. I welcome it everyday! (And if you ever get back to Shreveport, Louisiana, I want to know about it!)
Christina - April 22, 2020 3:54 pm
Keep writing! We need your voice!
kathleenivy - April 22, 2020 3:56 pm
I Love you Sean!!! But let me be a bit more specific. In this post I admire that you explain that you too can be crochety in certain circumstances. You also admit that 40 nights and 40 days can be trying. After all it was a thing Jesus is said to have accomplished with aplomb … but who among us is just like Jesus? I would hazard a guess that 99.9999% of people get crochety at some point. And the .0001% that do not are some specialized type of saint. (Because most saints I have read about got crochety occasionally.) Now, that .0001% is still a lot of people. But it is not most of us … nor is it you or me. And, therefore, I love you. (Please tell you wife that she has nothing to worry about, nor do you. I am 64 and happily married. LOL!!)
Gloria - April 22, 2020 3:58 pm
Amen!!
Patricia A Schmaltz - April 22, 2020 4:01 pm
Well… I LOVE you and it doesn’t matter what you write about. (Good thing it’s not cats.. I do not like cats.) Confession… I’ve been hoarding …. dark chocolate and red wine. Perhaps that’s the reason for my sunny disposition. That and my husband let me sleep in till 6:30 today.
HUGS!
Kim from Georgia - April 22, 2020 4:14 pm
Sean your writing is a blessing. I so look forward to your blog posts and I have almost all of your books. I’ve shared your writings with my 80 year old Dad. He especially gets a kick out of your comments on all things Southern Baptist. Please don’t get discouraged by negative people who just don’t know how to stay on the sunny side. Maybe they just need to eat some fried chicken. 😊
Robyn - April 22, 2020 4:41 pm
DEAR SEAN, I LOVE YOU AND WILL HUG YOUR NECK SOMEDAY. KEEEP UP THE GREAT WORK! ROBYN
Rev. Kirk Lawton - April 22, 2020 4:58 pm
Sean: Sorry to hear about all those crotchety people. Nice to have someone with a tough hide like you that they can dump on. Don’t let any of them park rent-free in your brain. You know that there are MANY more people who thoroughly enjoy your epistles. I am one of the multitude.
Ala Red Clay Girl - April 22, 2020 5:02 pm
Who knows what is going on in a crotchety person’s world that may cause him to be that way. We can try to be kind, or at the least, ignore them. You are a wonderful person, Sean. I truly enjoy your writings and your unique way of looking at experiences and putting them to paper (or to a computer screen). Hope the rest of your day is filled with blessings!
David Doom - April 22, 2020 6:32 pm
There is never a valid reason to be rude.
Carol Rothwell - April 22, 2020 6:57 pm
You tell ‘me Sean !! But then,remember you can’t fix stupid 😡😤😠😏
Linda Moon - April 22, 2020 7:05 pm
I won’t ever be crotchety to you, my fellow-Slow-Waker-Upper, unless you show up to try to get me out of bed too early. That’s why my comments are usually way down to the bottom from most others. I just learned that one of my Angels’ cancer has returned, so I’ve been made aware again of challenges that can become overwhelming. I’m posting later today than usual because of my doctor check-up EARLY THIS MORNING. I’ve had 15 years of various cancers, so I’m grateful just to be here to post comments….among other things. But, I won’t ever disclose my other reasons that sort of make me want to be crotchety at times (especially those dreaded early morningtimes!!)
Becky Souders - April 22, 2020 7:05 pm
Baseball, dogs, fried chicken (although it almost always makes me crave fried chicken), and whatever else you write about is just fine with me! Oh, yes, when I lived in Michigan 50+ years ago, the folks there called themselves “Michiganders.”
Charlie Key - April 22, 2020 8:05 pm
Thanks for all your stories. I liked the one about baseball. I had tickets for the Braves first home game. I look forward to the crack of the bat, peanuts, cracker jacks and cold beer. All over priced of course but oh to be able to go to the ball park.
Sondra Kephart - April 22, 2020 8:18 pm
I’m a fairly new subscriber to your writings. I LOVE ALL OF THEM even way back to your story about mayonnaise. When I found you, it was almost a blast from the past. I used to read the Dave Barry column in the newspaper. Your writing style reminds me of him. I never miss one of yours now that I found you. You’re a delight. Make me cry and laugh in one article. You’re crazy talented. I’m glad you’ve got a thick skin and don’t let the negative Nellies get to you. Thanks for “doing you”!!
Susan Smith - April 22, 2020 8:26 pm
When my husband was little and displayed evidence of being crotchety, his mother had the solution. Certainly he must need an enema! Kept a smile on his face no doubt!
Susan Kennedy - April 22, 2020 8:55 pm
Good night! It’s YOUR blog and reading it is optional even for crotchety people!! Sean don’t you change a thing and you write exactly what you want! As far as I’m concerned you can write about your dogs every single day till Jesus comes!! People…..🙄
Brenda McCutchen - April 22, 2020 9:46 pm
What is wrong with people?!? Do they not understand there is a little thing they can click, so they will not have to read your columns. There’s also a convenient new invention…………called turn off the stupid device.
AS FOR ME! I love reading your columns. There have been a few that I didn’t find terribly funny, and probably had something to do with cats. But I love dogs too, I loved my Daddy too (who was troubled), I treasure memories from my childhood too, I love fried chicken, I am a Georgian and I love the South too!
Keep doing what you’re doing and let those people be miserable in their own minds, because that’s what they are already.
Ranger Tom - April 22, 2020 10:23 pm
You have to be one of the most ‘Un-crotchety’ folks I know – I reckon those without much of’a past don’t realize the joy of today and tomorrow… they simply forget Nothin’s promised after all~ RT
Susie, as well - April 23, 2020 12:26 am
I wanted to comment, but after reading all the other comments (I always read the comments), I realized that there’s nothing I could say that hasn’t already been said and perhaps said better than I could say it, so I won’t. Been thinking about it all day though. So anyway, most people apparently read their Sean of the South first thing in the morning. Me, I have my morning walk, breakfast and coffee, and my daily blast of gloom and doom which is the television news anymore, (I can only stand about fifteen or twenty minutes of that, though) and then I turn that off and have my quiet time with Sean of the South. Every day I am either crying or laughing or both, but always thoughtful. I know you know how much we all love and appreciate you, always but especially now. Thank you so much for being you and sharing of yourself and your wife, your dogs, your thoughts, family stories, memories, everything. Please don’t ever stop being you and doing what you do, your own way. It means more than I can say to us all. Thank you!
Connell - April 23, 2020 1:42 am
Well Sean, I think your blog is great. I live in NE Texas and if you are watching the weather today you would most likely know that We are having our usual spring crotchety weather. So your blog was the high point of my day. After three tornado watches and two tornado warnings plus a night to look forward to of severe thunderstorms I am thankful that one one station I get up here (I am on antenna for the time being no Sat TV during this type of weather) well, nothing on today but silly soap operas and ads about drugs you can tell your doctor you want to take to cure you because you’ve been eating too much restaurant food and now have either incontinence or constipation or how your illness will progress unless you use their pills and now they are aiming the drug ads at your dogs. But, the good thing is that I’ve not seen any political ads. But they will most likely hit us hard in July/August. And that folks is the number one reason to get a DVR so you can just high speed through them. Well, my soul source of entertainment this evening is listen to the NWS radio to see if I am bound for OZ. Take care and stay safe.
Tammy S. - April 23, 2020 1:48 am
Um, I! Love! This!!! You are the least crotchety writer I’ve read during all of this!!! 😊
Nancy M - April 23, 2020 4:41 am
You’ve gotten a good helping of lovin’ with all these comments. 54!! A record! I’ll add to it. I look forward to your column every day. I usually wait til evening to read it, so I can read the comments, too. 54!! That’s a lot of lovin’ and you deserve it!
Martha Handschumacher - April 23, 2020 5:17 pm
Just don’t read the mean comments at this time. When things settle down, start reading them again. Sometimes ideas will come from mean. In the “mean” time just read our nice comments. There are plenty of us who won’t send mean ones. Just enjoy us. LOL
HT - April 23, 2020 5:34 pm
Michigan; next visit, if you’ve not been there, visit The Eastern Market in Detroit! A vendor there has “To Die For” corned beef! Of course I don’t remember where in the market…been almost 30 years but, I still dream of & long for another Corn Beef from them!!!!
throughmyeyesusa - April 23, 2020 7:14 pm
My dad used to say this all the time!
Donna McPherson - May 31, 2020 8:38 pm
When my kids where in middle school and high school we had a neighbor the boys would tell me was mean and grouchy. The first few times I spoke to him I told them he wasn’t mean he was just crotchety. Of course my growing up in the country and them being in the city for more than half of their lives at that point meant I had to explain the term. It was difficult. Nobody ever defined crotchety, you just knew it when you saw it because it was always pointed out. The problem was simple: he was elderly, he lived alone, and his family lived quite a distance away. Once I made up my mind to be this man’s friend he didn’t have a chance. It started the day I took him some Christmas cookies. Then a bowl of gumbo. Then a loaf of banana bread. Have I mentioned I grew up in the country (food has it’s own language there)? By the time he sold his house to move in with his family I was really sad to see him leave. Thanks for reminding me of him. Sometimes it does us good to be patient and kind to crotchety people.
Cindy Neill - May 31, 2020 10:04 pm
Sean,
I live in a little town in Southeastern Oklahoma called Broken Bow. A part of the state that if you ever visit I would live to show you around even food you if you care for catfish or chicken fried steak. But, I digress. Our little corner of the state in the last few years has blown up into a tourist destination. Texans love to come stay in the luxury cabins and play on our lake.
I work in the Walmart here. It is still one of the few original sized stores that does not include a grocery side….believe it or not, that is how Mr. Walton started out. Again, I digress. We workers are those “Essentials” they talk about. Daily, besides the fear of the Covid virus, we are now dealing with the crankiest customers I have ever seen. People coming here to get away from their quarantined areas come to our little town and are angry because we don’t have every thing they want. These people don’t care about 6 foot rules or self quarantine while we worry about the living fear of catching the virus. During this time people should be kinder to each other, but I fear those days are gone.
So thank you for your post that remind me of happier times….better days.
Thank you,
Cindy Neill
Carl Hopson - June 1, 2020 12:09 am
Sean, I for one have connected with almost everything I have read that you have written. For those who complain about how you write or a subject you choose; I sort of look at it like a library, pick the books you think you will like and read to decide. If I didn’t like what you wrote or the book I chose, I know what I would do and I choose you. Looking forward to tomorrow to see what you had on your mind.
Roll Tide