Like Biz on the west coast, I was in a pretty unique position to witness the beginnings of how horrible it would get. I’m in New York State, and what happened very early on in NYC was shortly repeated throughout the state (though not to the same degree). I had a 100% in-office job that required periodic travel to Mass/CT for trials, mediations, hearings, settlement conferences, and that was all wiped off the table in one fell swoop. While we here in Buffalo never had the horrific onslaught of continuous ambulance sirens NYC had in March/April 2020, we saw the news, saw Andrew Cuomo’s daily briefings, and all felt lost. I’m an introvert who loves getting out, so while I never had a problem finding things to keep occupied at home, I dearly missed the daily bustle of city life and the random encounters with coworker friends in the hallways or cafeteria at work. I missed going to record stores. I made sure early on to make a bubble of myself, Julia, Nicole in one pocket and my two best friends here (a couple) in another pocket (who were even less social than me) and made concerted efforts to keep doing things with both groups. I can only presume it all worked because - knock on wood - everyone in my bubbles has avoided covid to date.
Work at the turn of a switch went 100% remote except for critical support staff, fortunately I was not one of them. I’ve been in my office twice since March 18, 2020 - once the following Monday to grab a few things from my desk and reboot my PC, and once late December 2021 for a tiny holiday party. We had absolutely no plans to ever be a WFH company for anyone so that GEICO with its 44k employees was able to pull it off in a week was and is still amazing to me. Being that the nature of my job already required periodic travel, I already had the remote access suite on my MacBook to remote into my work desktop PC so it was literally dead simple to leave the office on a Wednesday and hit the ground running at 8am Thursday but from my living room. For most though, it was a lot of hard work to get running. Most departments are now on a phased-in flexwork RTO plan, but mine is now forevermore WFH. I’m not sure how I feel about it - I am able to separate my work/living spaces enough not to feel claustrophobic about it, and that my 1976 vintage Sony receiver - which is connected to vintage Advent speakers I inherited - is literally a quarter chair swivel away at all times while working, with my attendant 500-ish LP collection isn’t anything to shake a stick at, I do miss those prosaic interactions that only happen in-person. I’d prefer a hybrid approach, but I’ll live.
As soon as NY retail reopened in May/June 2020, I was at record stores. It was such an amazing feeling, and some of my best-ever used LP finds were in those early months back when far fewer people felt comfortable going to retail in-person. For a good 9-10 months my favorite thing to say to folks about pandemic living was that the only places I went to in person were record and grocery stores.
Seeing Wilco here in Buffalo - well, Lewiston technically - in August 2021 was such a giant celebration of “shit’s back, baby!!”. Not only was I starved for live music, not having seen a show since Peter Hook and the Light in November 2019 in Toronto, WAY too long to be without live music, I hadn’t seen Wilco since 2002. And they were still a band pretty high up on my “most seen live” list, even with that 19 year gap. It was so good, so amazing just to see again and it seems like they played “Via Chicago” just for me, as it was the tour’s live debut that night.
Since then I’ve flown to Atlanta and seen the Connells with Jason and Sandi, shared a bedroom with Peter Holsapple, had my 30+1 high school reunion in Chicago, had brunch with some Tar band members, and seen my dad and sister/nephews in Annapolis. I’m going to Boston next week to attend a trial - first work trip since Boston early Feb 2020. Am currently on the guest list for Bob Mould in Annapolis first weekend in March if he doesn’t postpone. I’m doing pretty good.