Sonoma, a ‘smorgasbord of goodwill’
EDITOR: If you live in Sonoma, you know this: We live in the best place in the world! I moved here from San Francisco seven years ago with my husband, and I’ve felt like one of the luckiest people on earth ever since.
Today we have a dog, chickens, fantastic neighbors, good friends, and you – a generous, kind, dedicated, courageous, committed community. Look at this past 4th of July.
From the parade filled with local businesses and “Sonoma Strong” spirit... everyone and everything special about Sonoma came out: the young, the old, animals, culture, joy and an unbreakable spirit rising above the ashes that fell last fall. Wandering the Plaza on the 4th was a smorgasbord of goodwill – bumping into people you haven’t seen in a while, catching up briefly, but meaningfully.
People go out of their way to say a quick hello. We make time for each other in a world where many people pretend they don’t see each other because they’re “too busy” or too somethingorother for a simple, “How are you?”
We may not all agree on everything, and that’s OK.
What we have in common is our love for Sonoma, and a sense, ever more powerful after the fires, that we are better uniting for the greater good of the community than dividing through grievances and pessimism.
Sonoma has so much to be optimistic about. There are challenges, absolutely.
But this is a strong community with core values I witness everyday living here: kindness, generosity, inclusiveness, empathy, goodwill, love. Sonoma is the best place in the world.
EDITOR: “The Ballad of Jeff Bennett”
(Memorial to a friend)
I saw a movie of your life
A documentary of your trouble and your trouble and your strife
And though many parts were true
They never mentioned what it cost
Or what it meant to you
Someone’s going to cry the day you die
Someone’s going to walk the floor
And ask for reasons why
Why you chose to live the way you do
How much did it really cost
What did it mean to you
Did it matter if the glass was brown or clear
To the people that you love
To the ones who hold you dear
I thank you for the place to sleep
And the final sip of beer
There’s a place in my heart that is warm and dry
Burden of Dreams
EDITOR: I would like to thank the Sonoma fire, garbage and the public works departments and any and all others that were involved in the cleanup of the Field of Dreams after the fabulous fireworks show. I watched the show from the Field of Dreams as did many, many others.
Shamefully, many people still do not use the ample garbage cans available and leave quite a mess. The Field of Dreams is a nonprofit organization and many volunteers have spent many hours keeping the site running and looking good; to see that so many abuse such a happy place is sad.