Years ago, I was fishing near Bishop, California, with my friends Ron and Dave. Dave and I were caught up in catching fish and wandered far down a creek, away from camp. We didn't notice as twilight fell, then darkness. Soon, we were lost.

Back at camp, Ron knew we were in trouble. He climbed on a rock with a Coleman lantern and kept waving it, minute after minute. When I looked up and finally saw that light, it felt like the best thing I'd ever seen. Our friend’s light guided us back.

Everyone sometimes gets into the wilderness in life. Everyone needs someone to shine a light. That's brotherhood.

I think about the redwoods in Northern California, where I grew up. These giants, the tallest trees in the...

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