When I was very young, I was very fortunate in the male role models that shaped my young life. My father and grandfathers were hard-working men. Dad was a farmer and, later, a quality engineer at the vast John Deere Waterloo Tractor Works. My paternal grandfather was a farmer and then a Ford mechanic, who made a good living throughout the Depression by keeping people’s old Model T’s and Model A’s on the road. My maternal grandfather was a farmer and a carpenter. Dad and Grandpa Clark were veterans — Dad of World War 2 and Grandpa Clark, a veteran of the Great War. All three men were strong, capable, independent, thrifty, productive, decisive, and tough — all of the laudable traits one expects of men. I like to think they inculcated those traits in me, as well, and as evidence of that, I offer the proposition that life out in the Alaska woods would be difficult without…