Teva Talk: Moonrise
A distinct memory from my childhood is the many long hours we spent in the car traveling between Connecticut and New York to visit my grandparents. In those days before cell phones, tablets, and other handheld devices – truly the dark ages – there was nothing to do during those long night drives but to...well...sit in the dark. The only entertainment was to look out the window, which, though it may sound dull, was actually magnificent. The sparkling lights of the bridges spanning the vast darkness of water, the other cars and trucks racing to their destinations – the view was mesmerizing and ever changing. The only constant was the companionship of the moon, which followed me on each journey. I knew I could count on the moon from the minute I left one house to the moment I reached the other.





