At first, I considered documenting the words “So long it’s been good to know ya“  but the words refer to a different era. According to Wikipedia, the song was written the same year I was born. “Twenty-twenty” may be the year I die if the Coronavirus comes calling. For many months, I’ve been extremely cautious and felt I was avoiding contact with people and places where it might be. Then a careless, inconsiderate resident caught it and recklessly gave it to others. Perhaps a better valediction is “Thanks for the Memory.”