I've been pondering the nature of friendship lately. In these turbulent times, it seems that virtual connection is pretty much all we're going to get without risking the health and safety of others. It's unsatisfying, but seeing people's faces on a computer or phone screen and chatting with them is vastly preferable to attending their funerals via Zoom or Skype.

This lack of direct contact - no hugs, handshakes, or arms around shoulders - is depressing to me. I need human touch. I grew up in a home with very old-fashioned parents. Hugs from my dad were exceptionally rare, and those we did have felt stiff and wooden, without much emotion. Why this is so happens to be another story for another time; suffice to say that I learned...

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