All good things must come to an end, except when they don’t

This weekly column, which has been a somewhat regular feature, first on Thursday, then on Sunday, of The Daily Sentinel is no more.

The reason? Well, it’s all about the Flying Wallendas.

The Wallendas, headed by patriarch Karl Wallenda, delighted — and terrified — audiences by walking the wire high above the earth without a safety net.

It worked out pretty well, as long as the Wallendas kept things under control. We won’t go into what happened to Karl Wallenda one gusty day in Puerto Rico.

That sad incident aside, this column since 1997 has been doing its own pale imitation of the Wallendas.

Admittedly, it’s an unusual combination, this business of writing a column, news and other stuff, but that is, or has been, life in the small city.

The Sentinel isn’t big enough for a columnist-only on staff, so we made the best of what was admittedly an imperfect situation.

Thanks always to George Orbanek, Alex Taylor, Denny Herzog and Jay Seaton for putting up with what were undoubtedly some difficult moments stemming directly from this column. Like Day One, when John Denver’s sainted legacy was treated with the irreverence it richly deserved.

Certainly there are more incidents of which most of us remain blissfully unaware.

Readers have genuinely liked the letters to the boys and those missives will continue to appear, perhaps more frequently, not less than in recent years. (Sorry, guys. Yes, any females who appear to be on the verge of taking up family space will have to undergo the vetting process of the column. You might want to let them know that early on.)

When a subject cries out for a humorous treatment, well, as Michael Jackson said, “I’ll be there,” but he really won’t. But this column just might.

If you have concluded that the future is a bit murky, pour a cup of coffee and reward yourself as a discerning reader.

That, of course, can be said of anything these days, though, so don’t get cocky.

For the moment, the question of what lies ahead is one that has no answer. Suffice to say we’re seeking one. The dashing, youthful mug that accompanies these words is by no means misleading. There is no lack of energy or will to pursue another direction.

It might, however, take a bit of time to identify the right one(s).

All good things, not to mention all things irritating, vexing, infuriating, comforting, encouraging and even the strangely compelling, however, must come to an end.

Some call it change, some call it evolution, some call it the way of things.

As some things come to an end, others come to life. It’s to that end that we call your attention not to the Greek geek Heraclitus (he observed that no man can step twice into the same river) but to that philosopher-governor, Arnold Schwarzenegger, who uttered a better-known and more deathless phrase in the uplifting first “Terminator” flick: “I’ll be back.”

He also said, “Hasta la vista, baby,” which Spanish speakers will recognize as pretty much the same thing.

Ditto, Roger that.

You get the drift.


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