I am not a good man. Please keep this in mind.

I sew a little. Not much, mostly a little hemming here and fitting a shirt to make it fit in a one size fits most world. Its an obsolete skill in a disposable fashion world. Mostly.

I've been making fitted masks. They are 100% cotton, with a filter pocket and a pocket to put a replaceable wire to form to the nose. I sew a band patch or sports team patch to try to make it a fashion item. It takes 45 minutes of detail work to make and maybe $6 in cost. And I have to work to give it away.

I work in a factory, 90 degs outside and 10 or more higher inside. We have a fans, but the work is hard, frustrating and most are in pain from repetitive injury. Masks are more of the same.

I listen to stories about a weekend in Florida thanks to the cheap airfare, and others agreeing that when it's your time its your time and it only affects the old and they've had a good life.

I nod and smile the smile of Cain to my brothers in labor as I remember the certainty of believing I had killed my father for enough money to cover my bills. Three days of waiting by hospital to find out it was a bad virus but not the Virus.

So I try to average a mask a day. I am not a good man, my first thoughts would... be unproductive. So I try to do what a good man would.