Before you dig into my last column of the year, I want to express my appreciation and gratitude for you. I won’t be sorry to see 2023 move to the rear-view mirror, but I have a special place in my heart for this column and all the delightful feedback you shared this year. It’s, honestly, one of the things that’s kept me going for some months.
My parents used to say if I didn’t maintain my status on Santa’s nice list, he would leave rocks in my stocking. I realize the standard is coal, but I grew up in the suburbs. You got what you got.
