My column is simple today. It is for those in my family, including Dolores Bucholtz and Janet and Don Rhoades who were my neighbors. It is for my friend Brenda Sparks and my dear 'Mom' Margaret Stager. For cousin Sue Johnson Snipes and Uncle Phil Barnhart. For my family of Painter Creek Church. For my friends from Franklin Monroe. It is for a family who lived back a lane on Neff Road. This is for you and those who have been part of your lives. For those from long, long ago.
Auld Lang Syne
Should old acquaintances be forgotten, and never brought to mind? Should old acquaintances be forgotten, and days of long ago! For times gone by, my dear, for times gone by, we will take a cup of kindness yet for times gone by.
We two have run about the hillsides and pulled the daisies fine, but we have wandered many a weary foot for times gone by. We two have paddled in the stream from noon until dinner time, but seas between us broad have roared since times gone by. And there is a hand, my trusty friend, and give us a hand of yours, and we will take a goodwill drink for times gone by!
And surely you will pay for your pint, and surely I will pay for mine! And we will take a cup of kindness yet for times gone by! For auld lang syne, my dear, for auld lang syne, we'll take a cup of kindness yet, for auld lang syne. And surely you'll buy your pint cup and surely I'll buy mine! And we'll take a cup o' kindness yet, for auld lang syne.
So we say farewell to 2014 and welcome the new year. Happy New Year, my friends. Happy new year.