To those who have, in some measure, touched me as a fellow traveller, however brief may have been the time we have had together, I am writing a New Year’s letter. The letters I have written these last nine years, since I “retired” from the legal profession, have been few. These have been all-consuming years, in the midst of which, and about which, I have hardly known how to speak. For better or worse, I seem to be finding my voice, and I am tempted beyond restraint to share it.