End of the World Soup

What better way to spend the last evening before the end of the world than with friends at the North Harlem Colony for their children's Christmas musical program. And a musical extravaganza it was, topped off with good food, hugs and fellowship. Had the world ended the next day, as feared, it would have been a good way to go, filled with love and joy.

In the days prior to the projected end of the world, I heard stories about people preparing for the dastardly event, stories that baffled me. What part of "end of the world" did they not get? Am I wrong or does the end not mean THE END? When the...