Famed astrologer Sydney Omarr died last week, and it gave me a chance to read about him and his illustrious life. I never laid eyes on the guy when he was alive, but I did religiously read his Capricorn predictions every day in The Oregonian. I am as much a skeptic as the next person, but man, there were days on which he called it for me with such accuracy that the hairs on the back of my head would stand on end.

The obituaries tell us that Omarr's staff will continue to write the horoscopes under his byline. Toward the end of his life, he was pretty banged up, so maybe the people who have been writing the predictions that have impressed me so much will be the same people who carry on in his name. I hope so. Call me a fool, but I do believe that somebody in that camp has had vision beyond what we ordinary mortals can see.