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We just hit the one year mark for COVID-19 in regards to the macro-side of it. The shut-downs, the masks, and the social distancing. Last Spring, Friday, March 13 (I had to check to make sure that I was not just retrofitting Friday, March 13, on to a cataclysmic event), we at school had waited until Friday afternoon to cancel the SAT exam the next day, we were one of the last high schools to do so. We didn't know what the future held but sensed that this was just the first domino to fall in a long chain.   Soon, everything A-Zoom changed. The New Abnormal. I will never call it the New Normal as it was far too strange and surreal. Everything went remote. I had to upgrade my technology at home to ramp up for the virtual world. New router, new modem, and new Chromebook. New wineskins for a new reality. Change is hard and we often don't play that card until we have to, holding onto old hands until the dealer of life pulls a card off the top of the deck. Adapt or die.  Last Saturday