It was the third week of March, our newspaper and website were filled with stories about COVID-19 and I naively thought a sweet story about a pedal car in Lancaster could serve as a distraction from the spreading coronavirus, cancellations and growing restrictions. The scope of what was happening had not fully set in, even though Major League Baseball shut spring training down four days after we returned from a family trip to see the Milwaukee Brewers in Arizona. Schools, businesses and other events were beginning to restrict access or closing altogether. But I still thought a trip to southwestern Wisconsin to provide our readers with something that didnât revolve around the virus was doable. And this is when I realized that virtually nothing was going to be immune.