The journalist and author Lisa Belkin, whom I wish I could claim as a relative, posted the following on Facebook (emphasis mine):
No,
everything won’t be better with the turn of a calendar page. (As one cheeky
friend points out, next year is 2020 Won, and the year after that will
be 2020 Too.)
This particular New Year’s Eve marks the 40th anniversary of Dan Fogelberg’s song, “Same Auld Lang Syne,” which told a tale of a Christmas visit to his home town of Peoria, Illinois five years earlier. Appropriate for the times remembered, my friend Suzanne sent along a hard copy of this article published in The Chicago Tribune on December 20th.
https://www.chicagotribune.
com/entertainment/ct-ent-dan- fogelberg-same-old-lang-syne- 20201217- rzel3crk5rgwrb3jmp4x3cmrye- story.html
Suzanne and her
husband and young daughter arrived in Dallas on the same day as we did back in
1980. We initially met in (where else?) the grocery store looking for kosher
cottage cheese (now a commonly available item but much less so back then). If I
were more talented, perhaps I could write a song about meeting her in a
grocery store.
Starting tomorrow, writing the incorrect dates on checks will be the least of our problems. We still have a long way to go, but I want to believe that this new year will bring better things for all of us.
Happy New Year!
Love,
Rebecca
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