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I’m looking for rainbow …

Raynbow the clown points to his head

This is a very sweet story that happened last night at my home. One of my daughters came to get me — there was a phone call for me. She had a huge grin on her face …

I picked up the receiver, said hello, and I heard a young child’s voice:

“I’m looking for a rainbow.”

For a rainbow in the sky, or Raynbow the clown?


Well, I’m Raynbow the Clown. Can I do anything for you?


Do you want me to talk to your mommy or daddy?

“They’re not home right now.”

Okay. Is there anything you need from me, sweetheart?


Okay. If you ever need me, give me a call. Or your mommy or daddy can call me as well.

“Okay. G’bye.”

That was it — it was a sweet moment. One of the fringe benefits of being a clown. 😀