This new year is upon us at last, despite dire predictions of end of times and fiscal cliff horrors. Reflections on 2012 - yesterday's news. Ready or not, 2013 has arrived with all its steam and left over baggage...and promises.
Baggage? Oh, yes. We should appreciate our 2013 baggage.
Children brought baggage sometimes so heavy they couldn't function. The school years of wartime 1940's saw children with fathers at war, brothers killed or missing, families doing without for the war effort.
In the late forties and early fifties, a new school year meant the summer polio quarantines were lifted and those children who were still alive could safely return to the classrooms.
In the fifties and sixties, children came to the new school year under the shadow first of the cold war and bomb shelters, then Viet Nam and the evening news.
My New Year's wish to all, just like a new school year, hope for your future, promises of a new beginning, and by December 31, 2013, many valuable lessons learned.
Catch of the day,