Merry Christmas to all my readers! We are at that time of the year when we all sense that, well, we are out of time. Time has always weighted heavily on my shoulders. Even when I was a child, my Mother would remind me that it’s “time to get up, time to go feed the chickens, time for breakfast, time to catch the school bus, time to get the cows in from the pasture for milking, and time to go to church.” There were only two timepieces in the Bupp household: a mantle clock which was on a shelf in the kitchen, and a pocket watch that my Father carried. My Father was very conscious of time. He always set the time on the mantle clock five minutes fast so we would never be late for anything!