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Responses from readers to the question, "Where do you intend to be on New Year's Eve?"

On New Year's Eve 1999--unless the Y2K bug causes havoc, the forecasts of Nostrodamus come true, or the gleeful dereliction of too many amateur alkies creates civil disaster (and, of course, if it be God's will), I will be home, holding my sober wife in my sober arms and thanking God for a life, home, and marriage second to none, as the first day of a new millennium rings in on the heels of one more day of grateful sobriety. At that moment no one will feel more fortunate or... Login to read more
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