Happy holidays

This all started out in April with a kid strapping an electronic dog collar on the boys that make him a man. Then there were bank robbers and white collar criminals.The antics of officials in the town of Potsdumb made occasional appearances. There was the Thai restaurant that may forever be coming without ever getting here. And the Jamaican restaurant where coke had nothing to do with soda.

In short, there was lots of interesting stuff to talk about since All That JAS started: Stupid college students and ones who shined. The craze that I don’t give a Twit about. Furloughs in a dying newspaper industry. Pies in the sky over the GM Plant and a cornfield that would be an entertainment complex in Brasher Falls. The rise and fall and hopeful rise again of Hacketts department stores. A not-so-sovereign nation of Mohawks. A not-so-racist group of racists. And, of course, my girl dogs – Molly and Jasmin.

Thanks to all of you who read this column – the ones who like what I write and especially the ones who don’t. Even though I haven’t been wrong since 1923, I love to hear opposing views.

I’ll be on vacation until next year. And this one is not a furlough – it is paid time off. Merry Christmas to me. And happy holidays to all of you.

Talk to you in January.