It's a textbook autumn evening, the kind I find myself pining for all through the long, hot summer months. My wife doesn't understand, and I can't really explain it in a way that makes sense to her, but I prefer sweatshirt season over swimsuit season, and October will always be my favorite 31 days of the 365 we're given each year. I'm reclining fireside with Dad at our small northern Michigan cabin. The sky is clear – dashed and dotted with brilliant stars that I rarely regis