A few years ago, while my father was waiting in a hospital lobby for the rain to let up, he noticed a forlorn young man gazing dejectedly at the downpour.
"Man!" he pouted at no one in particular
, "Why does it gotta rain!?"
My father looked at him for a long beat and responded, "So you can have water to wash your car."
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