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This is not the year-end column I had intended to write.
"A place for everything and everything in its place."
If you're like most people, you get a warm holiday glow from donating to a Toys For Tots program, tossing money into the Salvation Army kettle or shoveling the snowy sidewalk of a neighborhood widow.
Ah, time — it travels faster than the Millennium Falcon.
Monday, December 8, 1980 started out as a good day for me.
"Kill the umpire!" Although many regard such outbursts as being as American as baseball and apple pie, the tradition has taken a nasty turn in recent years.
Let's face it: "A Charlie Brown Christmas" (which reaches the half-century mark on December 9) was spawned in a whole different world.
News that the venerable "Grand Ole Opry" radio show turns 90 on November 28 starts my memories flowing.
"Rent-a-Mom The Real Deal For Adults Needing Mother," blared a recent ABC News story.
Make no mistake about it: every civilian who does his job conscientiously and delivers an honest day's work for an honest day's pay deserves a pat on the back.
"Baby, you're the greatest!" That sentiment, expressed by Ralph Kramden of TV's classic "The Honeymooners" (after half an hour of scheming, arguing and offering one-way trips to the moon), just may be the key to a happy and lasting marriage.
According to the National Retail Foundation, Americans will spend $6.9 billion on Halloween this year. To the untrained observer, that sounds as if the autumn celebration will be around forever; but I am concerned for the long-term health of the holiday.
True, my son Gideon is technically a PRE-teen, but he is such a voracious reader with such a large vocabulary that I feel I have a personal stake in promoting Teen Read Week (Oct. 18-24).
"It takes a heap of shedding to make a house a home."
"Where do these people COME from?" millions of decent folk ask when a pharmaceutical company executive raises prices of a life-saving drug by 5,000 percent, or when a clergyman sweeps a widespread child molestation scandal under the rug or when a dictator executes a general for dozing during a meeting.
If a sport can make my bookworm wife raise her eyebrows and keep an open mind, it must really have potential.
As I begin my 41st year of collecting the Fall Preview issues of "TV Guide," my mind drifts back to the programs that turn 50 this fall.
According to Gizmodo, researchers at the California Institute of Technology (Caltech) have discovered the oldest, most distant galaxy ever detected by earthlings.
Some schools started in early August, I haven't checked in on the MDA Telethon since Jerry Lewis was ousted as host and my family has no particular Labor Day traditions; but I do find myself pondering the holiday that salutes the accomplishments of America's workers.
Will I finally be better equipped to deal with the hordes of the Terminally Oblivious?