Today was warm and sunny. A lovely taste of spring to come. I got a haircut at my local barbershop and strolled home with a kind of bounce in my walk. The world seemed beautiful. Life was good.When I got back to my studio I began searching for a Golden Oldie for today's posting. Caught in the grip of premature spring fever and facing a deadline, I took the easy way out... I did not search for a topic or a theme that would be relevant to current events. I just looked for a cartoon that had been published in the past on February 13. Today's date. I found this one from 1994.And was shocked! Thirteen years ago on another February 13, there was Mr. Shuldig reading a book of optimistic drivel and fairy tale parables to his dog Doobie, exactly as he did in yesterday's cartoon.Thirteen years ago on another February 13, a spring-like day had put a smile on my face and had filled me with hope.And then, as now, the pragmatic Doobie had listened in grim disbelief.