The month that is supposed to be merry proved to be a mixed bag, to say the least.
As spring finally pushed its way through, with flowers budding everywhere, COVID numbers started a very gentle decline in the city.
While many stayed home and kept ordering packages, others began to venture out more frequently:
The city added more pedestrian spaces to the Open Streets program, allowing residents to walk around outside after two+ months of being home for much of the day.
As the days got warmer, I biked out from the neighborhood to the World’s Fair Marina by Flushing Bay, passing fellow Queens walkers and anglers along the way.
The renovation of LaGuardia Airport was visible from the footbridge that crosses Grand Central Parkway near the bike path by the bay. Construction would presumably restart when the PAUSE lifted.
On my walks and rides, I passed signs and graffiti (charmingly misspelled) that served as reminders that the winter of COVID was far from over.
Other glimpses of the city’s resilience showed in the continuing work of volunteers, such as at State Senator Ramos’s office, where groceries are collected and distributed each weekend, and the new strategies adopted by bars and restaurants.
As things appeared to be getting better, however, we were brutally reminded that they have never been good for some in our community and that a state–sponsored public health crisis continues with or without a pandemic for BIPOC.
And a movement surged outward from the center of the country in all directions.
The centuries-long winter of discontent was turning into a conflagration of demands for justice.