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Letter from the Editor

Send early, arm yourself against mishaps

      How’s your gift-getting going? With speed as well as inspiration, I hope. Speed is especially important if, instead of delivering your gifts by hand, you’ll be depending on Santa’s helpers to get them to the right destinations at the right time. For while Santa himself is utterly reliable, his corporate surrogates are not. That’s a hard truth I’ve learned again and again.      The stories are funny — in retrospect. 
Beyond shiny things and useless utensils
      Shopping for gifts can be a challenge. I know. I shop like a magpie. Shiny things catch my eye, and often open my wallet. Glitter is part of what draws me, but so does novelty, cleverness, improbability. 
From the season of thanks to the season of giving
      Our delivery drivers report that readers on their route set their weekly clocks by Bay Weekly’s arrival, so I apologize for knocking your Thursday routine off track. I blame it on Thanksgiving. Our non-competition agreement with the holiday requires that once a-year, Bay Weekly comes to you on Wednesday.  

Not Only Bay Weekly — But Also Seasons Bounty

    What’s your take on this turning of the year? Do you lament your frost-nipped fingers and freezing toes? Or do you embrace each of the seasons in its turn, rushing out to play with Jack Frost and inviting Old Man Winter to stay for a spell?       Whichever way you feel — and each of us seems to align on one side of the other — this Bay ­Weekly is the paper for you. For this issue brings you the whole holiday season in our annual special issue, Seasons Bounty. 
Commemorating the centennial of a short moment of great peace
      “Don’t the war news look fine now days?” Army Sergeant Albert Dixon wrote on November 4, 1918. “This can’t last much longer for the Germans are in their last stand.”       By the time Dix’s pen pal, my cousin Cora Smith, received his letter, four years, three months and one week of worldwide warfare had ended. The Armistice signed on the 11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month ended World War I, as the Great War came to be called. 

It will be Thanksgiving sooner than you think 

      It’s not that I want to rush the season. We all know there’s plenty of that going on. Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year’s Eve are on simultaneous sale in some stores.         Nonetheless, the season is rushing our way. Halloween’s three days of the dead mark the year’s turn from summery to wintery autumn. Never mind temperatures in the 70s and 60s those days.
My haunted neighborhood is stirring a new custom into our melting pot
       My haunted neighborhood — another story you’ll read in this Halloween Bay Weekly — has a new citizen. Ana Dorantes earns that title not by virtue of age; our youngest citizen is her son Leo Dorantes Groves, who’s a little runabout well past infancy. Ana is our newest United States citizen, sworn in this very month in the celebratory culmination of eight years of naturalization.

February 23,1946 - October 12, 2018

       One day in late April 1993, Sonia Linebaugh dropped in to see how we were doing in making New Bay Times. She stayed for four and a half years.        What Sonia did to nourish the infant newspaper for all the next 192 weeks is recorded in black and white history, in our evolving masthead and recurring pages. Those faded pages, preserved in New Bay Times, New Bay Times~Weekly and Bay Weekly volume books, tell a long story but an incomplete one.

No such luck on the home front

      I hoped to sail through this fall effortlessly, as if winter would never come to chill my idleness. Perhaps you, too?       My spring had been so responsible. Winter weeds and waste had been conquered, leaving a fresh canvas for perennial bloom and new planting. Finally, my house wore a new coat of paint that I continue to stand back and admire. Real estate broker Carol Cook’s perennial advice finally caught up with me. As well as a new exterior paint job, I have a new front door.
It’s also, as you’ll see at the Boat Shows, opportunity
       Earth, air, fire and water are what’s it’s all about, according to ancient cosmology. Those elements ruled all the way down the great chain of being, even to humans, who might thus have a fiery or a sanguine temperament.        Places fall into that elemental structure, too. Much of the Midwest, except where the great rivers run, is earth. So are the mountains. Phoenix is surely fire, and very windy places, air.