This site is very tough to see. Thank you for all the kind well wishes and all the condolences. Of many memories I have had with my uncle was a time we were going to the snow. At 6:00PM at night. Snow Mountain I believe. It was pitch black, just the two of us. In a tiny, I mean tiny car, a Honda CRX, don't ask me how he fit into that car, But.....anyways, on the side of a mountain driving up and this absolutely blinding fog bank hit us. We could not see in front of the car. So what else do you do. You stop, in the middle of the mountain road, get out of the car in the middle of the street and be amazed that you can't see anything. All while putting your life endanger because you're on the uphill portion of the mountain, dead stopped and in the middle of the road, outside of your vehicle. Only for a few minutes. We did get back in and continue up the mountain and eventually made it to the snow. Sometime later. I believe all we got was a cup of cocoa and came back down but it was nice.