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Show Speaking of the Month Long ago when the deities roamed about the earth there was a certain god known as Janus. Like many modern folks he was two-faced, but not exactly in the same way. One "pan" was wrinkled and old, having lived through the past. It was a face that had seen wars, famines, misery mis-ery and death. His other countenance was young and fair-complexioned. (Probably Janus had found his one "pan" to be rough and ugly and had used Lux Toilet Soap to keep the other one soft and dainty.) Anyway, this face was turned toward the future in wonder. Although Janus wasn't head over the deities, he was often referred by many as "father of the gods." In one hand he carried a sceptre and in the other, a key. The key was supposed to open the pearly gates of heaven. (He and St. Peter must have been related in a mythical sort of way.) Because Janus was the beginning and the end of all living things, the month of January was so named. When the New Year came, the old face of Janus was tired and discouraged, because Mars had sent vultures of war to prey upon the earth. Then came time for Janus to look upon the future. fu-ture. The other countenance was puzzled by the world condition. There was faith, however, in that face faith for a nation that was defending defend-ing its greatest gift freedom. |