I remember something Robin Williams said about Marin County many years ago when he appeared on the Tonight Show. He said that when you drive over the Golden Gate Bridge and up the Waldo grade, you see that great rainbow tunnel. But, he lamented, “I don’t know why there’s a rainbow there, because once you cross through the tunnel, there’s no rainbow of colors, only white.”
Thoughts of Yom Kippur, far, far away from home:
Five months ago, my husband Yoni and I welcomed a baby boy, Noah, who was born with a good set of lungs. We spent many days trying new ways to calm him, to help him find a bit of peace in the chaos that comes as a newborn is trying to find his way in this world.
And ultimately, it came down to one song:
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey. You’ll never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don’t take my sunshine away.”