I recently had the pleasure of being a Zoom fly on the wall for my mother’s 50-year High School Class reunion. I was a powerful fly (or a Zoom host, whatever you want to call it) who had the ability to mute everyone in the room, provide in-chat tech support, and spotlight participants at random while staying unnoticed in the background. This virtual version of what should have been a real-life celebration with her classmates back home, turned out to be an emotional and unforgettable night for my mother. And I got to witness it all as the Zoom ghost that I have become in the past 8 months.