It's raining in Tampa

It's been raining for most of the evening here. It's late and I was thinking about the people at Occupy Tampa. My friend had told me that there was occupation all day and all night now.  I wondered how people were staying dry, and felt sure that there either would be very few people, or a large number of wet people. I went to the park. There was a large number of people and only a few umbrellas. I took my umbrella from under the car seat and rolled down the window. I stopped the car in the street where a few people were standing. A woman approached and thanked me for thinking of them. She smiled as I handed her the umbrella, and I did also. I felt involved, a little. But I felt sadness, or hurt, and the Occupy cause seemed more important to me. It IS important...to me. It's going to rain again tomorrow.