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<Our Saturday Event Has an Uncanny Reformation>

Thursday morning arrived with only a lingering gray overhead. I punched on the local news and saw that the forecast called for more rain later in the day. The only good news was that several of the flood watches was lifted, at least for the day. Warm weather appeared to be gone for the year. The high Thursday would peak at 72 around five P. M. and the overnight low predicted to be 52. Pleasant, but chilly, I thought as I poured my coffee. Markey wasn't going in until noon and she said she would have breakfast later. I filled a bowl with cereal, added sliced banana, covered it with milk and three minutes later, rinsed the bowl and dropped it in the dishwasher. I went to the closet, took my lightweight London Fog golf jacket, kissed Markey goodbye and left for work. I timed my drive, hoping to arrive near the time that Gary Tucker usually drove into the lot. I was early so I sat in the car reviewing my next quarter list of enrolled students. Tucker drove in, parked a row behind me, exited and started for the door. I jumped out and shouted to him to wait up. Tucker stopped; I joined him on the walk and asked about his schedule. He patted me on the back and said, "All inside now that the rain is here. I do team drills in the gym, but we haven't been outside in three days. I generally leave around six. How about you?" I held the door open as I responded, "Gary, I'm one of the lucky ones and have no classes after noon. I leave between one and two each day. I don't work on Friday at all. I do teach five hours each day though and that's about the average of our entire teaching staff. I put ...

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