America Forgot the 1918 Flu. Will We Also Forget Covid?


My grandfather, Walter Kirschner, was born in Philadelphia in 1910, the sixth of eight kids. His spouse, my grandmother Rebekah, was additionally born in Philadelphia, in 1907; she was one among 10 kids. Most of my grandparents and great-aunts and -uncles, all born between 1900 and 1913, lived into their 80s or 90s. I knew them effectively.

In different phrases, I used to be raised amongst outdated individuals who, as younger folks, had seen their world rocked by the flu. Once they had been kids or younger adults, the Spanish flu pandemic hit their hometown more durable than anyplace else within the U.S. On simply someday, Oct. 18, 1918, 759 folks died of flu in Philadelphia, based on John Barry’s definitive historical past, “The Nice Influenza.” That very same month, the month my grandfather turned eight, Mr. Barry writes that “the Bureau of Baby Hygiene publicly begged for neighbors to soak up, at the very least quickly, kids whose mother and father had been dying or useless. The response was nearly nil.” Our bodies decomposed of their beds, with nobody to take away them.


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