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12th Jan 2021NCM55 commented on:
Just joined so I'm introducing myself.Hello, I’m new to conversing in a chat room, but I wanted to give this a try. I live in Burbank, Los Angeles, California with my daughter who works for DisneyStudios. I moved out to Los Angeles County in 2010 from my home in St. Louis, Missouri (Midwest USA). Apparently I live in the worst area in the USA for Covid. Our hospitals are overflowing and the virus is spreading like wildfire and deaths are filling up trucks. Needless to say, I’m in lockdown. I walk with my daughter and maltipoo puppy every morning at 4 am to avoid people. Then at night 7pm. I take my puppy out for 5 minute runs outside, 3 times a day. I can’t visit my 2 other adult children that live in Utah with my grandchildren. But we text, FaceTime and talk. My only physical human contact is with my daughter when she comes home from work. She’s one out of four people that work in a plexiglass large office area—everyone else works from home. So they have the whole 6 floor building to themselves! When she goes to work, my whole world opens up! I am learning to code C++ so one day I can create my own software. I joined a creative writing group so I can finish my poems and my stories I write. I have 4 paying genealogy clients, so I divide my time researching for the documents of their ancestors. I have been an active genealogist since 1965, Now I have 200 5-inch binders full of documents and photographs. I have had a great passion to help others. Crazy as it sounds, I feel so trained to be living in this time in my life. I’ve lived in many places because of work, I’ve lived in California, Washington state (my favorite) ,New Hampshire (my hardest state to live), Florida, Connecticut, Utah and (home) Missouri. When I was in my mid twenties I lived with my husband and son in New Hampshire. It would start snowing in October through April. It was common to have several 3foot snow falls everyday. I remember raking the snow off my roof of my home! We walked into town, trudging through 3 foot snow drifts everyday to keep warm at the town library. There was no internet, Our tv was sold to buy a month of oil to heat our home. I had a typewriter and radio. And a sewing machine and a joy of cooking cookbook. The town was 1 street with shops. So we had to order everything by mail, genealogy by mail and I kept busy....so when Covid started and eventually shrouded us into retreating to our homes ...my memories of my past ignited the returning power of survival!