Pandemic Perspectives:
Two Women in Montana, A Century Apart
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I’m musing about her again. A woman I have never met, but someone who I’m sure existed. A woman who lived here in Montana in 1918; perhaps about my age at the time and a mother of grown children. I’ve been thinking about her for days, wondering in what other ways we are alike. Wondering how she coped, if she stayed healthy and if she knew anyone who died from…