▲Group burial for COVID-19 victims is being prepared in Hart Island, New York. On Hart Island near the Bronx in New York City, an excavator is digging holes and moving piles of dirt to a dump truck on the 7th (local time). New York City is considering using the site as a temporary burial ground for the deaths of COVID-19.
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Two days ago, while having a late lunch, I got a text message.
My brother went to heaven at 12:20 this afternoon. Thank you for praying for us, and please keep praying for him to go somewhere nice.
It made me suffocated. I was dazed for a moment. I collected my mind and read the message word by word again. It told me the same story. He had passed away. I couldn't believe it because he was so healthy.
A Tragedy That Happened Nearby
He was a city councilor in my neighborhood. He always gave me cool answers whenever I called him to ask questions. He was always busy and energetic. His office on the side of the road was crowded with people all the time and the phone rang without stopping. On days like Parents' Day and Thanksgiving Day, he held a neighborhood party and brought people together.
I came to know the news of his being in the hospital from a local newspaper a week ago. I carefully sent my regards to his wife because I didn't know how things were going on. A few hours later, his wife called me, but the voice over the phone was not the usual bright high tone.
"I'm okay, but my husband in the hospital is suffering greatly."
She was also in self-quarantining at home. After putting her husband in the hospital, she got a test, and the result was positive. Her husband was fighting COVID-19 at the hospital, and she was doing it in the empty house alone.
She said her husband went to a meeting one week before and one person there coughed a lot. Her husband felt somewhat uncomfortable, but after the meeting, he finished the schedule as usual. Then he found out that the man who had been coughing hard at the meeting was hospitalized with COVID-19. So, he went to the hospital himself to get the test. However, the hospital sent him back, saying he was not in a serious condition. In a few days, the wife took her husband, who had been in bad shape, back to the hospital. The hospital let him hospitalized because his condition became a lot worse than when he had come for the test on foot.
"He's breathing through the oxygen mask."
To my careful asking, she answered feebly.
In his mid-60s, isn't it the prime time of his life? He looked younger than his age because of his active and passionate personality. Considering his energetic appearance all the time, I didn't think he would bear the days lying in the hospital. So I thought he would stomp out of the hospital soon.
Unfortunately however, my prediction was all wrong. How coulda healthy person like himdie so easily? Thinking about his death, I also fell into depression for a few days.
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