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Each day Lois Jones walks past 119 strangers who died last year of COVID-19. Their photos cover the front page of a newspaper that has been Scotch-taped to the glass door of a curio cabinet in her entry hall. Its shelves lined with miniature ceramic pianos, the piece of furniture holds a place of honor in her home.
A wave of sadness flows through her with each encounter, which takes place whenever she goes from her bedroom to her kitchen, to her living room or piano studio, and as uncomfortable as the feeling is, she does not avoid it.
“It is my way of showing respect to the people who lost their lives,” she said, “respect for the fact that they had families whom they didn’t get to see after they became ill with this awful virus.”