The Day of Zero Covid-19 Cases

Here in Georgia, it was Sunday

This Sunday, something historic happened here in Athens-Clarke County, Georgia, where I live, something so quiet and unremarked upon that I’d have had no idea it occurred at all had I not checked myself this morning: We had zero Covid-19 cases.

Now, we are not New York City, which had 271 cases on the same day, a number that surely feels vanishingly small there. But we still have 128,331 people here. And zero is zero. Zero! Because the school board here in Athens, back last summer, set a certain threshold case number that we had to be under in order to get our children back to in-person school — and as someone whose heart broke every day watching his third- and first-grader stare at an iPad all day and call it “school” — I’ve been checking the number on a daily basis for nearly a year now. The number has been a regular barometer for my mood, on how I was viewing my neighbors, my children, my school board, everything. Everyone was affected by the pandemic, and everyone was affected differently. The biggest crisis in this household was not having the children in school. I checked the number every day because we desperately needed to get them back. The number affected everything.

We were doing okay in June until June 12, when cases began to finally follow the northeast and begin rising. By…