When we were kids, we weren’t allowed to set off fireworks.
Our parents told us our uncle had lost an eye and they wanted to make sure that didn’t happen to us.
It never dawned on me, then; but, I never had an uncle with one eye … hmmm.
I still can’t believe we bit that one. (It is right up there with my sister convincing her kids that it was “white chocolate milk” in their glasses.)
Anyway, we only did sparklers – now, you can’t even do that.
I realize it is simply a change in the movement on the clock and the turning of the page on the calendar, but we still celebrate this change with anticipation and optimism.
Happy New Year, everyone!!!
Happy New Year Peter!