It was the end of July, 2017, and the air was heavy and warm. The sun was part way towards the horizon in the West as it tried to burn through a chemical haze. The breeze didn't want to come out to play that evening and I couldn't blame it if it were more interested in an ice-cold lemonade while it sat on the porch. However, I am certain that it would not have opted to sit outside that night if it could choose.