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You know, there are some things that one has always wondered about but they are so insignificant that one never bothered to look them/it up.

So it is with Boxing Day

My British and Canadian friends refer to it but as in some cultural questions I pretend I know what it is so I can feel a part of the crowd.

I know.

How immature of me.

So, it is the box with a present or with cash one gives to the servants the day after Christmas.

They have to wait a day? Nothing like reinforcing the class system.

I do remember the SNL skit about the dick in a box. Still funny after all these iterations.

That is all.

I feel somewhat relieved as this is one of those life long confusions which has never really been solved for me.

It is perhaps a gift of seniority. The ability to look back over one's life, find gaps in knowledge or experience, and try to fill them in.

Is this like a bucket list?

I do not have one if it is. Incidentally I do not plan on either sky diving or any other kind of daredevil thing before I scoot off this mortal coil. My bucket list is very short. I have done most of the stuff I thought I wanted to do and a few things it turned out that I didn't want to do at all.

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