I’m sitting in Starbucks working and watching the rain fall outside. I distinctly remember sitting on Momma Banks’ front porch in Covington, Tennessee and singing the Rain Rain Go Away Song….I remember making up silly lyrics about my sister getting lost in a hay stack, kissing boys in the fields, and bumping our heads on bed posts, etc… there was no rhyme or reason. But it’s a good memory; laughing, making no sense, and not worrying about anything in life other than getting to play – despite the rain.
