Happy New Year to all my readers, from New York. I’ll be watching
the Times Square ball drop, as I hope you will as well, in whatever
time zone you’re in (and no, I haven’t been foolish or drunken enough
to watch it in person for many years). Of course, times have
changed since this early 1950’s version.
This is to wish each and every one of you the true,
warm, and loving companionship of the one important person in your
life, that 2005 will enable you to find that person if they’re not
here right now; the miraculous taste of strong dark coffee or old
vines Zin; the astonishing and utterly irrational blessing that is
the gaze of a child or the greeting of a dog; and the soul-clearing
moments before dawn and after midnight when you think, if ever so
briefly, you have figured out it all.
