Rain and Wheelchair, A Memory

As we drove home from the temple, we were suddently assaulted by rain. Huge, drowning droplets splattering over windsheild and car. It brought to mind a memory I have of BYU.
Sarahann would give me a ride on her wheelchair; a lot. One day I remember a similar rain happening, and although I was mostly getting the benefit of this wheelchair relation, I finally provided a good excuse to have me squishing the life out of Sarahann's legs. At least I kept most of her sheilded from the onslaught!