To the Editor:
I've noticed a lack of masks on faces. I’m concerned.
I saw gentlemen without masks walking near the post office. In a line waiting on an eating establishment’s curb, all were without masks. One’s was under his chin. I went past a greenhouse where I spotted a family with children and others inside without masks in cramped aisles. Employees were masked, but the throng in front of the building was not.
“They” say being outside is safer than inside, but it makes me nervous. Why? I have a family member who’s 90-plus and, I take a medicine that plays games with my immune system.
I know I’m not alone. Many have concerns.
I’ve heard people say they’re confused about wearing masks. First it was “don’t,” and then it was “do.” While I’m not an authority, I understand we wear a mask not to keep ourselves safe, but to keep others safe. My mask is for you; your mask is for me.
If you think it’s your God-given right not to wear a mask, then maybe the little girl riding the bicycle past me who coughed almost in my face, while I was at my garbage cans, has the right to infect me. Who am I to argue?
Just because we decide to try opening up our world again, does that mean the virus has decided to stop killing? I doubt it. Have we all even been tested yet?
Those of us with certain conditions need your help. You don’t know when you’ll see us, so when you leave your yard, a mask should be part of your new fashion statement.
Please save a life; and those who can’t let down their guard will be trying to save yours.
Besides, I don’t want be the “Lone Ranger.”