My son is a senior.
No prom, no spring band concert, no awards day, no graduation.
I feel like I been robbed.
They could’ve said “we’ll do online lessons for a few weeks, then take another look.”
How about this. Guntersville girls soccer team had been on a tear. They felt like they were going to play for a state championship. 8 seniors. Season up in smoke.

“Killing tomorrow’s trophies today.”

On the distance I like to walk to my stands:
“The first 100 yards is also the last 100 yards.”