Masks losing their value as pandemic begins to lift

Now that the snow has disappeared from our street, we’ve noticed the population is still holding true that many are litter bugs. It has been quite evident  that COVID has contributed a new type of litter to our community.
We noticed while doing our daily walk the street gutters, parking lots and lawns are littered with discarded COVID face masks. In fact we now question there are more scattered facemasks found tossed than are now being worn by our residents. We assume the situation will worsen as more and more people will get their COVID shots and consequently think masks and other precautionary methods will not be necessary. Hopefully that will not be the case
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An instructor was conducting a high school science course when he asked in a written quiz the  following question: “Define a bolt and nut and explain the difference, if any?” 
A female student wrote: “A bolt is a thing like a stick of hard metal such as iron with square bunch on one end and a lot of scratching wound around the other end. A nut is similar to the bolt only just the opposite being a hole in a little chunk of iron sawed off  short with wrinkles around the inside of the hole.”
The startled professor marked her test with a large “A.”
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Looking back in history, President Eisenhower gave some advice on dealing with others that was just as timely then as it is today. He said:
“Only justice, fairness, consideration and cooperation can finally lead men to the dawn of eternal peace. The same words apply to peaceful relations between neighbors, friends and families.
When fairness and consideration fill the minds and hearts of men, justice prevails. Following the Golden Rule in everyday living inspires generosity, forgiveness, and understanding and teaches not to condemn another person, not to be tense, fearful and anxious.
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We should all swap problems. Everyone knows how to solve the other fellows.
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A little boy was saying his go-to-bed prayers in a very low voice.
“I can’t hear you, dear,” his mother whispered.
“Wasn’t talking to you,” said the small one firmly.
RL Furse  is publisher emeritus of the News-Register