Apr. 12—If I write or read "light at the end of the tunnel" one more time, I will tear out what remaining hair I have left. There is no question we have turned the corner — there are people on the streets, in the shops and restaurants and, most important for me, in the beds at the Inn on the Alameda. What has this past year been like? Like waiting for Christmas, Hanukkah, your birthday and the ...