 I've shared this story many times about my son Joseph, who's heading to Franciscan University this fall. But when he was four years old, when he was four, we lost him. We were camping in the Rocky Mountains, and he ran off after some family, thinking it was us. And when he realized it wasn't us, he sat down amidst the trees, terrified. And my whole family was running through the forest, screaming his name. And he was too afraid to move. Twenty minutes passed.