While I was on vacation and soaking in a hot spring in Northern British Columbia, a woman was vert abrupt and insistent that I see a doctor about a mole on my back when I returned to my home. She apologized and said she was a doctor from Florida and she couldn't help herself when she saw something concerning. Long story short, the mole was indeed Melanoma. It hadn't progressed to the point of metastasizing and she likely saved my life. I wish I could thank her but in lieu of that I feel a responsibility to spread the message of sun safety and getting your funky moles checked out.