Sun protection is an absolute MUST, though that was not the case when I was in my youth. As a child, I played on the beach all day, my mother praising my deep tan at the end of the summer (she called me her “little nut brown hare”, from a favorite book of ours). In my teenage-hood, I applied Crisco to my limbs while basking on the sand. I cringe when I think of these stories, as I carefully examine the age spots that have formed deep within my dermis. Yikes.