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When the Sun Stood Still Remember how time used to stretch forever? We are well into summer now here in the city. An early morning alarm gets my daughter, Morgan, up for summer school. My son, Patrick, has gone off with his uncle, and my husband and I have to go to our jobs and try to find a way to cram a vacation in somewhere. Summer wasn’t always like this. When I was growing up in a small California town called Lagunitas, a perfect stillness awaited us when we stepped out of school in June. We had no summer classes, no camps, no relatives to visit. The calendar was a blank. Every day the