One of my strongest memories of being with my grandparents was in the rain. And it was wonderful.
So when Granny and Papa Rail went for a drive with us to Mesa Falls and it happened to be raining that cold Idaho rain, I was so happy. I could not help but happily think, "this will forge a memory into my children's minds".
It did. Who remembers a picnic on a perfect day? But everyone remembers the crazy cozy picnic in the back of their Murano with the heat blasting, rain pounding, and everyone laughing.
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