I arrived in Seattle in late September, 20 years ago. On October 1, I woke up to pouring rain which, in my memory, continued steadily through the following April (with the exception of a week of snow in late November).
Since then, I've joked that every year on October 1, someone turns on the faucet. Sure enough, around midnight tonight, the annual deluge began. Now it comes back to me what all those raincoats in the hall closet are about.
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