For those wondering exactly what “saving for a rainy day” means, Mitchell has a swell story that explains it all. Eb Overall lived in a shack above the town of Dry Gulch. It was Eb’s way to horde things: piles of lumber and barrels of nails, stacks of shingles and tarpaper—even the nuggets of gold he found prospecting, but he didn’t tell anyone about those. When his friends asked about all the stuff, Eb noted he was saving it for a rainy day. However, rain was in short supply in Dry Gulch, hence the name. Then one day, sure as the water cycle, came the deluge. The rain quickly became torrents in the once-dry streambeds—“gullywashers,” as they are known in the Southwest—and Dry Gulch got drenched and demolished. Those gullywashers had a gift though, all of Eb’s stashed goods, carried down on the flood and quickly put to good use rebuilding the town. Those gold nuggets, too, would make life a lot easier for the townsfolk. Moreover, Eb, generous to the end, gave it all to the citizens of Dry Gulch. He’d been saving it for a rainy day: “You never know what will happen.” Just so. Chartier’s grand, overstuffed art gives Eb the mythic dimension he deserves, yet best of all is knowing that packrats of the world may rejoice—Eb “You Never Know When It Will Come In Handy” Overall is your vindication, and his willingness to share his goods makes him a shining example. This would go nicely with George Ella Lyon’s Come a Tide (1990) (Picture book. 4-8)