I was quarantined in the 40s because of scarlet fever.
My brother had it and my mother and I were also quarantined.(My father had died)
She was on her own——no pay and groceries dropped off——nothing went out-—I was too young to remember how trash was handled..
A quarantine sign was posted on the door and the address was published.
It was inconvenient but no big deal.
People didn’t whine in those days.
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My father lost his father 1940 -- meningitis. I think that overall, America has really lost awareness of what pestilence really means. We assume we'll take a couple of pills and be OK. Well, it ain't necessarily so.