“At first the Euroamerican settlers could not fathom the tallgrass prairie.
Stepping into it from cropland-speckled woodlands to the east, they entered
a land of sky and horizon, wind and light, flower and scent, a surging sea of
grasses that staggered the imagination. The prairie grasslands seemed to
stretch on forever, a landscape that promised no enclosure, only intensity
and exposure…”

  By Hunter Owen I’ve spent most of my adult life in uniform. As a dad I’ve done my best to balance fatherhood and life in uniform. But the truth is, I’ve been in and out of my kids’ lives more than I care to admit. Deployments, duty stations, missed birthdays, and video calls from a continent away became the rhythm of being a dad. And now, as I try to rebuild those bonds—while managing PTSD and a traumatic brain injury. The one thing that helps me reconnect with my three boys is getting ...