Do any of you remember the 1970's song by the Creedance Clearwater Revival group with the line “Have you ever seen the rain … Comin’ down on a sunny day?” I heard it today and it brought back this amazing memory.
I was about 14 at the time and living in Wellesley Hills, Mass., a suburb of Boston. As I recall it some school friends and I were in the town square park sitting on the steps of the picturesque bell
tower basking in the bright sunshine and waiting for a bus carrying some friends home from Boston. The actual bus stop was across the street from where we waited but it was located on a very busy three way intersection so we felt safer where we were.
Then out of nowhere, or so it seemed, it started to rain ... but, it was no ordinary downpour. I will never forget how we watched in amazement as the sheets of rain pelted down ACROSS THE STREET. The bus had arrived and our friends were running for shelter from heavy rain while WE WERE STILL IN THE BRIGHT SUNSHINE and dry as a bone.
I know that rain has to stop somewhere but it was a once-in-a-lifetime experience for me and eerie to actually be able to see the break. It makes me wonder ... have any of you seen anything like that?