[note: entry on "Zero" was posted yesterday]

Remember the song, “One is the Loneliest Number”? I’ve often thought that sentiment was silly and self-centered. Solitude can be very relaxing and serene and not at all lonely. In this day and age, company lives as near as your telephone, sits on your feet as a dog or resides nearby in a Retirement Center.

Binary is one. Sure, the placeholder zero gets equal bidding, but one is the number. The only number. 1, 10, 11, 100, 101, 110, 111, 1000, 1001, etc. The zero isn’t really a zero; it’s a null state and I could write the list with just the ones and nothing put in place of the zero. I would have a bunch of oddly spaced ones and I would feel driven to put something in the null spots to show you their positions. A "something" to replace the zero. Why bother.

One is a unicycle. One wheel and around and around and around it goes. The wheel of fortune. Where it stops, nobody knows.

One is the number used to express superiority or being eldest: We’re Number One. Number One son. Unique.

One across and One down are the first words in a crossword puzzle.

“One for the money; Two for the show; Three to get ready and Four….” My cousins and I used to say this in unison (voices as one) when I was a little girl and we were hesitating about jumping into the cold Atlantic waters for a swim (the Atlantic is always cold).

“One potato, two potato, three potato, four….” Another childhood rhyme.

One for Sorrow by Mary Reed and Eric Mayer—the start of an excellent series. Not to be missed.

What is the sound of one hand clapping?

“One People, “One World” expresses our hope for peace.