In 1918 the "Spanish Flu" as it was called swept across the World killing 50,000,000 people. In the USA it eventually killed 675,000 out of a total population of 113,200,000. (equal to 2,025,000 for today's population) My Dad's parents were dating and lived in 2 separate small mountain towns in Southern Kentucky (Pineville and Barbourville) that were about 17 miles apart. There was a quarantine so tight that people could not leave their town city limits. The Mail Carriers would meet in the middle and one would lay down a sack of mail, take one, and move way, and the other would come an do the same. Never being close to each other. In those days in the mountains phones weren't everywhere and were expensive. My future grandparents would go days or even a week without knowing the other one was sick or healthy. There were people in every other house either deathly ill or having died from the flu. My Grandfather was an old time Druggist, and they wouldn't draft him into the army because of the Pandemic. He was in the one of the dangerous age groups and was near sick people every day in the drugstore. His mother, my Great Grandmother was a midwife and a herb doctor. She went around helping people too sick to help themselves and never once even got a sniffle. After it was all over, My Grandparents didn't waste any time getting hitched! It could be much worse people!