The author of one of my favorite books in my teenage years has died at the age of 91. He may have been as outgoing as a hermit crab, but Salinger’s finest contribution — Holden Caulfield — strode from the rye fields into the imagination (and soul) of the world.
Farewell sir, and thank you.
This decade we built the CERN Large Hadron Collider. Now, fingers crossed that it can confirm the graviton and sparticles.
We saw a banner year for technologies like the iPhone, iPod, and social networking sites. Now, fingers crossed that we can cure cancer, diabetes, heart disease, and regenerate lost limbs.
I do not wish for a Happy New Year.
I expect that we all achieve one.
Last year’s column, still relevant as we depart the OOs and bear down on the next decade…
Now reading: The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway
Now watching: 50 Dead Men Walking, Barton Fink, True Romance.
