Many years ago, in another life, I caused it to rain ….4 times.  I find out now, I could be charged under 15 U.S.C. §§330a & 330d. Apparently, I was to contact the U.S. Secretary of Commerce before I attempt to change the weather. Who knew?

Let me tell you the story….

First I have to set the scene, back then, I had 2 dogs, 4 cats, 6 hens, 1 rooster, 3 bikers and one husband. We bought our house August 1982. The following spring it rained like you would not believe….so much so the guys were worried the water in our side yard (1 of the 6 acres) would spill into the motorcycle shop. Needless to say….the kitchen and enclosed back porch got muddy….a lot.

Dirt, dirt, dirt, muddy, muddy, muddy, boots, boots, boots, paws, paws, paws.

The next spring, with that memory in mind, I decided I would NOT mop the floor until the rains ended.

So I did not mop.

It did not rain. It did not rain. It did not rain.

I mopped.

It rained the next day.

I stopped.

It did not rain. It did not rain. It did not rain.

I mopped.

It rained the next day.

I stopped.

It did not rain. It did not rain. It did not rain.

I mopped.

It rained the next day.

It became a battle of wills….mine against Mother Nature. Gettysburg was now in what was considered a drought.

I visited the guys in the shop. They moaned about the lack of rain. I told them….I will make it rain. You just see….tomorrow it will rain. They just rolled their eyes and looked at me as if I were nuts (don’t blame ‘em).

–Please remember this is before websites, fax machines were the new thing. I understand that farmers would watch the leaves on the trees….if they turned upside down….rain was expected. At the time I didn’t know that….I just knew I could make it rain.

So I went inside and mopped the kitchen floor. I mopped the enclosed back porch floor.

The next morning…..it was raining.

From then on I was called “Mom”. I knew I was accepted by the bikers.