When I "graduated" from Colfax Elementary School, there was no Facebook. There were autograph books. Remember them? Mine had a red fake-leather cover. People who weren't even my friends wrote in it.

Although I haven't seen that autograph book in decades, it came to mind the other day. There was one entry I'll never forget. It went like this:

"Roses are red, violets are blue

The rain on the roof

Reminds me of you

Drip…Drip."

It was written by Jason, my across-the-street neighbor and fellow elementary school graduate, and it reflected sixth grade boys' sense of humor at the time. Jason went on to become a very successful sports lawyer and when our paths crossed briefly several years ago, we had a great evening talking about the old neighborhood.

But only I still remembered the "Drip…Drip".