2011 has been the year of "endings". I do not remember any other year recently when so many things have written the final chapter. I am sad. Well, not sad about all of them but slightly affected by the fact that such a variety of things will be no more.
At Bunko last week there was discussion about who attended the showing of the last of the "Harry Potter" movies. I do want to note here that not all of our conversations center around arthritis and weight gain. We do have deep meaningful debates. So talk shifted to the fact that one of my Bunko mates daughters was sad that they would have no more family outings to the midnight showing of the latest Potter release. It was a tradition...now what???
Last week was also the end of the Space Shuttle Program. Now that is going to be missed. Why did we work so hard years ago to develop technology to get to the moon and when we mastered it just quit? Guess we will just let the Russians do it. Is it that boring to see the planet Earth from outer space?
And our favorite celebrities are calling it quits...Oprah, Meredith Viera, Mary Hart, and now Shaquille O'Neal. Time to pass the torch to a new crew of young people hoping for the same success.
Oh...but the one that really makes me sad...the demise of All My Children. I have watched since it's creation in January, 1970. It was my last year of college. I arranged classes so I would not miss an episode. I tracked Phillip and Tara, Erika and whomever her beau might be at the moment. I was totally tied to Pine Valley and it's residents. Forty one years later and they will be turning off the cameras. It leaves a void. I had a connection. Weird I know, but it was my comfort TV. It was lasting.... but no more. So, I am sad. I am clinging to the last 35 or so episodes. It is like loosing a friend. I guess it is not up there with the loss of the Space Shuttle Program...to anyone except me!
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