Updating the Christmas lists at home and at the office is a reminder of how much changes in a year. I reluctantly remove the names of people who have died. Then there are those who have moved and until now I’ve relied on e-mail for contact. I’m reminded of the title Catherine Meeks gave her autobiography—I Want Somebody to Know My Name. I met Cathy more than 25 years ago in Mississippi and have always liked her book title. It captures a universal human emotion. I hope the Christmas greetings going out from the office and from our family offer some sense of being identified and connected for those who find these letters in their mail box. But a form letter at Christmas is a sorry excuse for scratching the itching need.