In_The_Wind

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March 2, 2020

Marist College is suspending classes at its Italy campus.

POUGHKEEPSIE, NY — As the new coronavirus continues to make headlines around the world, Marist College, which is based in Poughkeepsie, announced it is suspending all classes and activities on its campus in Florence, Italy. A communication issued by the college said that all Marist students in Italy "are strongly advised to make immediate plans to leave and return home with all of their academic materials."

Marist made the decision after the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention increased its Italy advisory level to Level 3 Friday. The health agency said that level recommends avoiding nonessential travel.

Marist said its policy related to COVID-19, as the virus is formally known, is guided by the CDC and the World Health Organization.

https://patch.com/new-york/midhudsonvalley/coronavirus-marist-college-suspending-classes-italy?utm_source=alert-breakingnews&utm_medium=email&utm_term=schools&utm_campaign=alert

March 1, 2020

In like a Lion

Ah ... Springtime is almost here.

February 8, 2020

A Valentine present for my rescued pup, Hal.

He has an appointment to get a locator chip. 'Cause he loves to run out the door and sit at the bottom of the stairs looking up at us. See what a good boy I am.

He is also being neutered on the 14th.

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Gender: Female
Hometown: Atlanta, Georgia
Home country: USA
Current location: Watching my Koi Pond in upstate New York.
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About In_The_Wind

Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end know dark is right, Because their words had forked no lightning they Do not go gentle into that good night. Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight, And learn, too late, they grieve it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night. Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light. ~~~~~~~~~ For, it ends in the blink of an eye. Carpe Diem (Seize the day)!