It is just so hard waving off the fresh aeration that Aquarius charges us with. It is to sob in ones bacon & eggs. But ruder still to pass on, without a farewell.
For all that is unique and individual, and your attraction and preservation of it, we owe you Aquarius. For your inventions and your universal perspective, we thank you. For your poise when restraining the impulse to stomp all over stuffy old systems, you have our admiration. For your unconventional style and your determined effort to remain objective and rational, our appreciation is all yours on a silver salver with our personal cards. For your innovations, your rebellions and your revolutions, our living gratitude. For your friendship, our loving attention and salute.
Lastly, Mr. Edison and Mr. Kronk, all the acknowledgment our small souls can extend to your brilliance, your persistence and your goodness. We could not do this today without you.
