Covid-19 orders to close schools, businesses, and houses of worship have revealed surprising aspects of contemporary life in our region, aspects worthy of a deeper look at how readily eastern Long Islanders have taken to the outdoors.

This is a stressful time. Giving when one can or lending a hand in other ways can remind us that we are all in this together.

Passover week found me leafing through a big file folder of my mother’s old recipes, along with a few cook-booklets from days gone by. My goodness, what a time capsule she had squirreled away.

We call and write our friends more now that there is a glimpse of mortality on the horizon and the time to think about it. But the paradox to this newfound closeness is that we cannot express our connection in the physical world.