The most spectacular I’ve seen was a triple. The day I gave my first wife her engagement ring, it was raining, damp and drizzly. When the sun came out, we stopped at an overlook, and I gave her the ring and the sun had just came out–it was spectacular. The sun was shining bright, the rainbows were brilliant, bright and just discernible. Ever after, while she lived, we used to “claim” all rainbows as “our” sign from God.

That was a wonderful marriage, and the life we had together could not have been better. God had blessed us.