"Hey, got a minute?"  Scott to me.  I was lazily getting ready to take the kids to Pink Camp with Grandmom.  No rush.  No hurry.  No worries.  "Yup, what's up?"  Scott, "Um... there's fuel dripping out of the Chief onto...

"Aren't there big dinosaur things to do out there?" This was my mom's gentle, persistent way of asking for the 100th time when we were finally going to do some dinosaur stuff. I get it. North Dakota/Montana... exactly the right...

I jammed on the breaks.  The needle drops from 75 mph down to 45 in a very short space of highway. Everything from the back of the RV moved forward.  Scott calmly took off his headphones, looking at me.  Him,...