What's your six-word pandemic memoir?
 | By Shannon Busta Newsletter Editor, Opinion |
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The pandemic has consumed my life. |
I spend time worrying about grandparents and in-laws, vulnerable colleagues and out-of-work friends. I do my share of supply hoarding and wear masks even though they drive me nuts. I also read about the pandemic, edit newsletters on the pandemic and talk about the pandemic constantly for my job as newsletter editor on the Times Opinion desk. So I was not expecting to be moved and delighted by a handful of words about the pandemic from strangers. I was wrong. |
This past weekend we ran a collection of six-word memoirs about the pandemic, curated by Larry Smith, who was inspired by the six-word story attributed to Ernest Hemingway: “For sale: baby shoes, never worn.” The response from our audience has been astonishing. Hundreds of you have shared your own six-word pandemic memoirs in the comments on the article, on Instagram, Twitter and Facebook. |
We plan to publish a collection of your responses next week and I encourage readers of this newsletter to send their own memoirs to opiniontoday@nytimes.com. In the meantime, here are a few that stood out to me. |
“Tired of hearing, ‘Mark, you’re muted.’” — Mark, Milwaukee |
“Apparently, rock bottom has a basement.” — DavonaD, Southern California |
“Grateful for health, resources, family, friends.” NolaChorusGirl, New Orleans |
“New baby. New mother. Absent grandmother.” — Lydia, North Carolina |
“My dad’s last breath, on FaceTime.” — Bob K, Atlanta |
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