The Covid Chronicles
The first Covid Chronicle appeared by chance, but was a long time in the making, much like the virus itself.
Even before our return flight to Boston was cancelled on April 3, of this Covid year 2020, we had decided to weather the pandemic in Paris. My wife, Isabelle, and I have a small apartment — a pied-à-terre — in the seventh district (arrondissement), so there is no rent coming due. When we planned the trip, we thought we would be in Paris for the month of March. Then the dominoes started to fall. Now it looks like we’ll be in France until September.
Earlier in the year, I had enrolled in a series of memoir writing classes in Cambridge, Mass. I expected to miss the last of the classes when I left Boston. Then, with most everyone locked down on both sides of the Atlantic, the class was migrated to Zoom. I could attend after all, albeit at 11:30 at night my time. It was a natural to write for the class about life in confinement in Paris. I’ve been coming here, off and on, since 1971, so it was an opportunity nearly 50 years in the making.
I wrote Chronicle No. 1, and when it was well received in class, I started thinking about No. 2. And then… why not continue? I hope you’ll join me for the ride.
The first four Chronicles appeared weekly. Going forward, I plan to post twice a month.
Be well. Stay connected.
Thank-You Page: Merci to everyone in the class I’m taking now — to our teacher, Daniel Gewertz, and to my fellow writers. Their comments are instrumental. And to Judah Lablang, Boston-based teacher and coach, and trusty guide since 2016.