Looking Back on 2020

Charles Dickens was onto something when he penned the words: It was the best of times; it was the worst of times. That adequately describes what 2020 was like to me. When the isolation first hit back in March, Wayne and I moved from Port Orchard to our home on Hood Canal. It seemed a good place to hunker down for the next two or three weeks. Who would have guessed it would be all these months?