COVID-19 is infecting my perception of reality, and I fear I may never recover.

I am not sure what to think or feel. I can’t.

A bold new billboard message greets residents and visitors alike as they cross the causeway onto the island.

Author’s note: This column was originally published years ago when my son graduated high school. The contents are contributed from friends and family and are generally timeless. Congratulations to all the graduates of 2020.

I hope you are shopping locally whenever possible.

Odds are you never met my mother.

This pandemic — the sheltering at home — provided many of us an opportunity to examine our lives from a slightly different point of view.

The novelty of working from home is over. Oh, so over.

My grandfather successfully served in World War II yet never lifted a weapon.

Baseball is not the only American tradition gone silent during this COVID-19 crisis.

You are holding in your hands the first weekend edition of The Daily News. In the accompanying editorial, editor Michael A. Smith shares with you the urgency of our actions. He also invites you into the process to help us understand how you would like to see The Daily News evolve.

What markers will the COVID-19 crisis leave on society?

Never has a day felt so much like a week — nor a week so much like a month.