I placed the five loaves of specialty bread in the brown paper sacks with the five personalized cards to match. This is a great idea. With my introverted housemate, Mary, in tow we crossed the street. Twenty feet began to feel like a mile as I grew fearful. I couldn’t help but think of how appropriate the comparison would be of her and I to the Chicken that crossed the road in the well known joke. Why did we two chickens cross the road? To reach our neighbors during a pandemic…