New Year nostalgia and expectations
Whatever else happens in our lives is just icing on the cake 2013! Now six days old, the New Year came in with the usual fanfare of fireworks, firecrackers, banned and otherwise, sparklers, horns and whistles. From our perch atop the Pacific Plaza in the Fort, we had the spectacular sight of muffled discord, muted pandemonium. Carefully sipping my chilled champagne from a proper enough flute, and watching the grapes bob up and down with each sip, I recalled other New Year’s Eves.