Cancer is a wily beast. My mom smoked a pack a day for sixty years, ate tons of sugar, tanned deeply every summer from hiking and gardening, and never had cancer. (She did lose all her teeth, but not from the sun!). My dad was out in the sun all the time, all over the Southwest, winter snowshoe trips in Minnesota, lots and lots of field work and tons of sun exposure. He rarely wore sunscreen, and his face was thick and leathery and wrinkly in his older years. No cancer. Good genes? I burned and tanned constantly when young, lay in the sun as a teenager covered in baby oil. Yep, that’s what we did! It was fun hanging at the outdoor pool all summer! No regrets. So far so good, although my skin isn’t picture perfect at 55.
But, I watched one of our long time customers while he was treated and suffered and eventually succumbed to melanoma, and it wasn’t nice. Not nice at all. By the end he was spending $10,000 a month on chemo! He was in a lot of pain, all the time. He had never worn sunscreen. Not the way I want to exit the world. So I wear sunscreen, cover up, whatever it takes to avoid deep tanning or burns. I can’t help but darken a bit during the summer, how can you if you’re a backpacker?! Plus gardening, cycling to work, paddling. But I’ll avoid sun-caused skin injury if at all possible, because cancer really sucks.
