What she finds at home will not comfort her.
____The Life and Times of a Black Southern Doctor 239
“Harv is very sick,” tells brother, George Eastman, wearing a surgeon’s mask who greets her along with her old dog.
“Hello, Frisky,” she acknowledges her faithful pet. “Sick? Where?
“No, he came home four days after you left, seemed fine and
sorely happy to be back, even worked at the office for a couple
of weeks.” George gathers the courage he will need. “Then that
damned flue hit him from out of nowhere. I found him in bed when
the magazine called me wondering if I had seen him.”
“And I was across the country, oh what kind of wife can I be!?” She
is distraught. “Why didn’t he let us know he was coming home . . . .
I would not have gone away.”
“He is upstairs. The hospitals are full. Here, put this on, we don’t
need anyone else sick.” He hands her a mask.
“Is it that bad? I mean if the hospitals are full, that would be
“Didn’t you read the papers in California?” George asks like she
came from another planet.
“No, had no time, just heard talk of us winning some big battles
“11,000 dead in Philadelphia alone.”
She hangs her head. “That is why the streets are deserted, isn’t
“People are afraid to talk to anybody. And poor Harv, he was
shaken badly when he came home, only ten men survived on the
Navy ship he crossed the ocean in. He was putting together a story
when it got him.”
“Oh, my God—I want to see him,” she rushes to his side.
“You may not recognize him, lost a lot of weight, and he sleeps
all day, it’s all I can do to get him to take in fluids, but I think he’s
getting a little better.” George Eastman, the inventor of the Kodak
camera, a captain of the photographic industry, reduces himself to
nursemaid, helping his brother-in-law cling to life. “The good news is
that he has made it past the first day. Most people who die go fast,
mostly younger too.”
“He’s got a strong heart . . . . oh, Harv I am so sorry I wasn’t
here for you, can you ever forgive me?” She kneels beside their bed,
sobbing, not expecting an answer.
____240 Gwendolyn Hoff
“Do you think I would die without being able to ask my partner
why she abandoned our magazine, to be a movie star no less?” Harv
Pearson’s speech is slow, but lucid.
“I can’t hug you yet, you rascal, but when I can, look out.” She
looks back at George, mouthing a hearty, ‘thank you’.
The Spanish influenza leaves as quickly as it had struck, erasing
thirty million lives along the way, in time to allow dancing in the
streets when the Armistice is signed and the Great War ends on
The balance of power has shifted . . . . for now.