Thank you so much for the heartfelt benediction, dear Alamo-Girl, so astute and timely. May the peace of God preserve us in faith, understanding -- and thanksgiving.
Amen! I join in your plea for God's blessing for the correspondents.
The meaning of "going to crickets" has finally dawned on me. For me these are the final moments before sleep when all that can be heard is the chirping of night-time insects. Perhaps there is a double entendre intended. Good night and blessings abound.