Tuesday, May 4th, I celebrated(?) living at The Mansions Independent Living for two years. I have joked a lot about living in “The Birmingham Jail” when the pandemic had us locked down. The dining room was closed and meals were brought to our apartments instead.

When I came here in 2019, I sang in our chorus, and we put on programs for Christmas and other events. Most activities were shut down when face masks became the dress of the day, along with six-foot distancing. Family and friends had to meet us outside and stay apart, no hugs or touching.