Jill recalled other natural disasters, such as hurricanes in North Carolina when she was a child. The city of Wilmington would snap into a well-organized humanitarian machine. Her father had a bass boat, and when the streets flooded, he rescued neighbors trapped in their houses. Nora made food baskets with her daughters. Jill and Maggie loved those purposeful and dramatic days when people pulled together and everyone seemed to care about each other. Disease wasn’t like that. Neighbors were afraid of each other.
