My Phone Tells Me Bad Things
I know this sounds like GenX nostalgia, but I miss not carrying around a personal emergency alert system
4 min readNov 11, 2020
On a Saturday a few weeks after Labor Day, my husband Josh and I woke up early and snuck out of the house, leaving the kids asleep in their beds (they’re finally old enough). He headed to the park on his bike; I went to a nearby playground to…
