We have safely and happily arrived in the new year in a cabin in Idyllwild California. The dry dessert around us, the cold sinking into the pines at sunset, a fire in the fireplace. We played a long game of Trivial Pursuit found on the bookshelves of the cabin, dated from sometime in the early eighties. We later watched the ball drop and sang songs for the first hour of the new year. I cannot remember all the ways I have brought in all the New Years up until now, but I think I will remember this one.