You’re given a plot of land and have the financial resources to do what you please. What’s the plan?
Devon stood with is father, Eli, at the entrance to a lush valley surrounded by gentle slopes of green. Stands of pine graced the landscape as if by the stroke of an artist’s brush. Cattle dotted the slopes and meadows. Fields of grain bowed to the wind and a stream ran through the valley like a ribbon.
“Someday, and soon, this will all be yours,” Eli said. “The entire valley and the hills to the base on the other side. I ask only that you care for it the same as our forefathers. They were all good men. You must promise that to me.”
“Of course I will, Dad,” Devon said. “I have never entertained another thought.”
Eli smiled proudly and rested his hand on…