I was raised in Currier & Ives country, white Christmases and all. By the time I was 21, though, I was off to sunnier pastures and Christmases without cold and snow.

Here in the San Francisco Bay area, our weather cools significantly, but snow is quite rare; there’s only a dusting that quickly melts, if we get it at all. No matter, it’s still Christmas, and here’s a song that tells you what it’s like.

Barry Devorzon/ Christmastime in San Francisco