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PostCrossing Paths and Auld Lang Syne; from Gary Moore (John Eipper, USA, 01/03/18 2:36 pm)
Gary Moore writes:
JE's much-appreciated returned New Year's greeting seems almost telepathic, because next in the "lost" verses of Auld Lang Syne, to which John was replying, comes:
To all ye here whose paths I've crossed
On the journey lost and blind,
Pray with my wrongs, recall my songs,
And the light I sought to shine.
I too, hope our paths cross in this new year, John.
(As January 6 approaches, three modern Wise Men on GPS-equipped camels converse by night: "No, not that star. That's just Galileo, repositioning to Heaven.")
And if possible, the Wise Men also append a thanks to John Heelan for that great Scottish toast.
JE comments: We'll make it happen, Gary. I haven't been to Memphis (Home of Elvis and the Ancient Greeks) in a dozen years or more.
Gary's follow-up New Year's greeting makes me realize that each January I overuse the expression "I hope our paths cross in [insert year here]." A cliché? What are some alternatives?
- May our ships pass, but not in the night?
- I hope that sometime this year, we both get stuck in the Atlanta (O'Hare, DFW) airport?
- Maybe I'll be in town and mooch a night's lodging?
- Let's do sushi?
- WAIS '18 conference? Yeah!