When I was little, I lived in a town called Mill Valley in Northern California. Kids in Mill Valley couldn't get into too much trouble in the summers because a heavy fog from San Francisco Bay would roll in every afternoon, sadly cutting playtime short.When my family moved to Washington State, my brother and sister and I were amazed to find fog in short supply there. And the sun stayed out until after 9 pm! It was heaven to run barefoot through the lawn AFTER dinner. My brother and I shared a...