Looking out my Backdoor: Good-bye, the old year - Hello, the new year

And so it goes. We folks with more miles on the chassis put away the old calendar and open the new calendar, 12 blank pages of promise, blank pages of mystery, of wonder whether we will make it through next December. That sounds grim but said above, we older folks.

I’m not sure how the younger people measure time. Maybe by that big thing similar to a watch on their wrist — that device that does everything for them. Someone told me it even tells them to “quit slouching.” Sounds like a stand-in for Mom.

Back to we older ones. In looking through 2022, not the easiest year in which...