This past year suffered from sky depression: Venus was a washout. Not one eclipse occurred over the United States. The best meteor show of the summer was ruined by a full moon. The sun reached its minimum sunspot level, almost guaranteeing there’d be no major eruptions of northern lights. Saturn’s rings turned edgewise and vanished. It was the year of the rat. As if to overcompensate, 1996 promises to inspire awe.