Thirty years from now, people who were little kids during the pandemic will talk about this past year as a defining event in their lives. Novels and movies will be made, and the process of mythologizing will begin.
And so civilization will do what it always does, as it collectively compiles the great cultural work that may eventually become known as the Pandemicon.
Children born in the years to come will have missed the direct experience of this last year or so of insanity and tragedy. All they will know is the perhaps somewhat mythological version that we will construct for them and for future generations.