Bob's Your Uncle

Oh Me, Oh My..... My Godfather Has Connections!

My Godfather/Client/Friend who shall remane nameless has some interesting connections, I must say. In one recent story about a (long ago) health scare and the accompanying healthcare provided to him at a Sonoma Valley hospital, he explained to me that no visitors were allowed to see him unless they signed in at the nurse's station, and were cleared by the guard placed at his hospital door. No nurses were allowed to enter his room unless summoned by him, and no "orders" were to be given to him by anyone other than his doctor. He was provided a private room, with a close private entrance by which his visitors could enter and exit. There was a confidentail document, signed and sealed by the State Department (?) that was only to be opened in the case of his death....weird, I know.


On one occasion, two visitors came to see him in the hospital, but did not sign in. They walked past the guard, and nurses station, where people stared in awe, as though watching a celebrity. Many people were whispering hushed statements, and one nurse came running after the visitors to stop them, for fear her "patient" would be upset by the intrusion. Just as one of the men were bending down to hug the patient, the nurse hurried into the room, saying "I'm sorry Mr. Mondavi, but you can't......." and stopped herself as she heard her patient say "Hello, uncle Bob."


Robert Mondavi, of the wine fame......who everyone seems to know by sight in the Napa/Sonoma Valleys had come to visit my Godfather/Client/Friend.



There you go, Bob's your uncle!