It was a chilly Sunday morning about halfway through our vacation. Well, let’s be honest. It was chilly by New Orleans’ standards for a winter morning – but I was outside on the back porch of our rented apartment drinking my coffee. As I lazed in the sunshine and warming air, I perused the Lancaster Newspaper for news from back home about the impending snowstorms, just to gloat a bit. Then I came upon the article, and my mood immediately changed.