He didn't want to wear a mask because he didn't want to offend anyone at work. And a bottle of hand sanitizer wouldn't fit in his jeans pocket, because he is out in the field a lot making sure building projects are going right. If he dies my heart will break.

I'll be praying for both sides of this terrible disease issue that has cropped up mainly because nobody knows who to believe, and them taking down the fences of health propriety went further than I care for. I continued wearing masks and using hand sanitizer. Brother Buddy didn't, but at least he's in his early sixties, not his late seventies. God bless all of you here, no matter which side you took. The disease is very confusing, and its calling is a roller coaster ride. I would hate to see Australia lose more people than they already have due to a careless attitude toward this buggerly disease. God help us all.
This little song really does change my unhappiness sometimes: