I believe it’s good luck to see a Robin at Yuletide. Christmas Eve I was at my Mom’s drinking Paulaner Oktoberfest when I decided to go out with my wife and son to look at the Christmas lights. It was so cold they wanted to turn back right away, but I wanted to see the lights around the block, the manger scene on Mass Ave with Jesus, Mary, Joseph and the Magi, and then also to pay a visit to an old friend whom I hadn’t seen in years, now living a few blocks away from my Mom, after many travels. Make new friends And keep the old One is silver and the other’s gold As we climbed his steps, I ringing my jingle bells and caroling Rastaman Jacob Miller’s “We Wish You an Irie Christmas” (reggae being what I wife n’ I 1 st bonded over in highschool; and this friend having a Jamaican father we also had that connexion) and then he came and l...