…that my father, who last enjoyed a vacation in 1952 because he’s so busy worrying about idolatry, had a wonderful time on the NR cruise. And not just because he sang all the verses of “Making Whoopee.” I am reporting this here on the Corner because I fear in a week he might start saying, “Well, I don’t know, there was just so much food, and the flying is getting harder and harder for me…” and thereby convince himself that he didn’t have a wonderful time. So now it’s on record that he had a wonderful time, which suggests (not that anyone is asking me) that if he can have one, so can you the next time such a trip becomes available. (My mother also had a wonderful time, but she always has a wonderful time. I’m kind of somewhere in the middle when it comes to vacationing.)