Today is the day "something happened" 33 years ago and it's a day full of wistful, self-pitying remembrances of Former Happy Happy Days. Which is sorta like throwing Napoleon a "Welcome Home!" party on his return from Moscow or your average German celebrating the fall of the Reichstag in 1945. Sumthin' like that.
I tell myself "let this shit GO" every damned year. Why I'm unable to do so remains an open question.