There’s still nothing like an old Saturday Evening Post cover to make us go “Aw-w-w-w!” and long for simpler, seemingly better days. And it reminds me that the last thing we need on this, the most hopeful of holidays, is another of my litanies of the world’s grim news reports. So I’m taking a brief break tonight to celebrate the survival of another year and raise a glass to the next, hopefully better one.

And to that end, I say to all of you out there, wherever you may be . . .

Happy New Year, one and all! Whether you’re planning to party hearty, or celebrate quietly at home with family and a few friends, or just hit the couch and watch the crowds on Times Square living it up — I hope you have a wonderful segue from 2023 into 2024. And here’s wishing everyone a happy, healthy, peaceful, safe, and prosperous year ahead.

See you next year.

Brendochka
12/31/23