As many people know, every night at 7pm we open our windows and clap for the essential workers. My block is not as engaged as the blocks on either side of us, at least that’s what it sounds like to me. I hear what seems like tons of people making a jubilant racket woo-hoo’ing and banging pots and pans. On my block we have a few regulars. In my building it’s me, and Eamon, who lives in the apartment next door to me, and across the street I always see Nicole, a fellow Choral Society of Grace Church singer, and a woman in the building next door to her. Others join us from time to time, but we rarely have enough to make a lot of noise. But the four of us always do what we can. I hope I get to meet the woman next door to Nicole.
This was nice to see, a group of neighbors visiting.