He looked out of the window at the rain, as he often did during this time of year.
"It's really coming down, isn't it?" his wife asked.
"That's right, you grew up down south, didn't you?" he asked her, rhetorically.
"Not too far south, mind," she replied. "But I know enough not to be surprised when it rains in the middle of the rainy season."
"Well, back in my day, January in western Pennsylvania wasn't the rainy season: it was the middle of winter." He turned back to look out the window. "The driving was terrible, but at least you knew what time of year it was."
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