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A full moon rose over the Driftless hill country in southwest Wisconsin on the Fourth of July. Low fog hung in the notched valleys as twilight gave way to a starry sky. A buck deer, silhouetted on the edge of a hay field, watched as a handful of UTVs parked on a ribbon of warm asphalt running along a high ridge. A dozen people tumbled out of the vehicles, laughing and scanning the horizon. The sweeping panorama was dotted with sprays of fireworks from a dozen distant towns. Tim stood among a clan of new-found family and knew this is why we came.


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