Merry Christmas from 1968

Merry Christmas from 1968

Growing up in Southern California rarely meant, if ever, seeing snow on the ground. So in 1968, my dad took us back to his hometown in Elyra, Ohio, in the hopes of giving his family a traditional white Christmas. No such luck that year. But we had fun with Santa, the milk truck driver.

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Looking forward to 2023

I found myself ordering another year’s worth of DayTimer pocket calendars this year even though I use one about 10 percent of the time these days (other than to check the day’s date). I think I do it now because it is an optimist’s (or superstitious) way of looking forward to the New Year and that I’ll make it through to 2023.

Unfortunately, most online calendars have yet to add a way to prioritize tasks, though one from Moleskine (the little black book guys) called Journey comes close (surprise, surprise). Besides, my handwriting is probably still the best way to protect “my data” as it can be indecipherable at times.

My DayTimer’s to-do list for Dec. 19, 2021.