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After a whirlwind trip to Northlandia it is time to return to Kitschland for the holidays.  As usual, Tony Bennett's got nothing on me - my heart remains in the land of corn, weather and dark skies.  


But I will return - this time during the fun of deep winter.  I am scheduled to be back for a few weeks in February, and then May and well, I will never not come back.  But until times change I have a job and kin in Kitschland so it will be my leash for a bit.  My job phases out in a year and a half,  which will signal a new "way of things".  One thing remains true, Life is in continual flux.  All we can do is hang on.  For today I will be hanging onto a seat cushion on Allegiant flight 827. 

My thanks to those who bend over backwards to assist me when I am up here.  No real good definition exists for "friends".  Webster never met mine.   I hope I can return your kindnesses at least by half.   

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