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!