Shortly after my 38th birthday, I loaded my little family up for a trip to the Black Hills with the in-laws. I had never been, but it’s my wife’s favorite place on earth. So we coordinated a trip with four couples and two babies to the southwest quarter of South Dakota. The trip was amazing, but I often ended up sounding like classic detective Roger Murtaugh.

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