Bubby

Weeping, laughing, grinning

I visited most of the museums in Zürich but the first I visited was Villa Wesendonck where Richard Wagner wrote his Wesendonck Lieder. The villa is a fine old house in a lovely park and is now called Museum Rietberg.

As I was walking there I got a phone call from Greta saying her baby had been born an hour before. A daughter. Greta held the phone to the baby and I heard her cries. I wept and laughed alternately there on a Zürich street corner as I listened to new-baby cries from the other side of the world.

By the time I got to the Museum and looked at their collection of Swiss masks I was grinning just like the mask above.