Digging out the rain gear for an uncharacteristically wet week in Tulsa
brings back a vision of my undergraduate days in another T-town,
Tuscaloosa, Alabama, where rainy days were more routine than
exception, splashing through puddles from dorm to biology class
in a mass of oxford shirts and khaki, plastic slickers and duck boots.
Carless, I walked everywhere, paying little mind to the weather,
except for choosing the rainy days to show up for all my classes
so I could skip and lounge beside the duck pond on the sunny ones.
T. Allen Culpepper