A Passover vaccine clinic at a Sikh temple
She frowned at me, as she stepped off her truck’s side-rail and onto the pavement. If her mask had not been tightly pulling up from under the woman’s chin, it would have been harder to see her disgust with not just our vaccination event, but even with the volunteers, themselves.
“You know, it’s just like a concentration camp here.”
I looked at the Sikh doctor working with me, then at the three …