Another year gone by, more quickly than the one before it.  This is the year I will turn eighty-five!  There’s no getting around it.  I will be officially “old-old”.  I’ve been thinking that every day is a gift for quite a while.  But old-old and being in good health is like winning the lottery.

There are many things I wish for in 2023—a less-divided country, solutions for our environmental issues, a peaceful world, and a better Boston Red Sox team.

I’m not asking for much.

Happy New Year!