Back in Maine
Last Sunday we drove from Amherst to our place in Damariscotta, Maine. It's usually a five hour trip, but this time we made it in a bit over four. Not much traffic. Dreadful I-495 was a breeze. We counted fewer than twenty tractor trailers on the road the whole way. That's less than one every ten miles.
On our road trips I've used truck traffic as a surrogate for the state of the economy. The dearth of large trucks, even on a Sunday, said it all. As we came off the Interstates on to Route 1 on the last leg of the trip, it was distressing to see the number of small roadside business shuttered. Each one was somebody's enterprise that employed people and served the public. I wondered it any of the aid for business and unemployment was reaching them. Is the pain being shared?
Now we are quarantined for 14 days until June 1. In anticipation, we packed food for at least two weeks. It will be a good chance to get things organized.
On our road trips I've used truck traffic as a surrogate for the state of the economy. The dearth of large trucks, even on a Sunday, said it all. As we came off the Interstates on to Route 1 on the last leg of the trip, it was distressing to see the number of small roadside business shuttered. Each one was somebody's enterprise that employed people and served the public. I wondered it any of the aid for business and unemployment was reaching them. Is the pain being shared?
Now we are quarantined for 14 days until June 1. In anticipation, we packed food for at least two weeks. It will be a good chance to get things organized.
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