ALL MY LIFE’S A CIRCLE by Harry Chapin. The late Harry Chapin used to end each concert with the song, All My Life’s A Circle. That song has been running through his mind a lot this week. I know it doesn’t sound particularly like something one would normally think about during the Christmas season. The airwaves are filled with the sounds of Bing Crosby singing White Christmas and Mel Torme singing about chestnuts roasting on an open fire. Unfortunately I will no doubt also be hearing Nana Mouskouri singing Ave Maria, something that can just about put me over the edge, but that’s another story for another time. Those songs ringing in the background seems to reemphasize what Harry Chapin was saying All my life’s a circle, sunrise and sunset. Each year at this time we sit and listen to those same songs, decorate a tree, or get a little goofy at an office party, and the circle has come around once again