Christmas Letter 2014
Dear Friends, It is my custom at this time of year to celebrate with my friends by giving them the gift of self — to share with you some of what the last year has brought for me. This year I am celebrating Christmas for the 53rd time in my life. This year I will be home for Christmas, so I am hoping for a white one. Last year I was in Mazatlán, Mexico for Christmas. I do not speak Spanish, but I did learn one word on that trip: Mazatlán is Spanish for DUMP . I was so disappointed. I wonder if I will ever head to Mexico again. It was noisy and crowded, and the house we rented felt like a prison — complete with guards across the street watching us and telling us not to use the A/C. We christened the house Casa de Cockroach . I had to rent a car, and it seems everyone there learned to drive in New York. It was very little fun, and I am afraid that trip was a dead loss. When I last wrote, I was hoping to do some comet viewing while I was in Mexico, but the comet was destroyed la...