Growing up in Montana my life was marked and shaped by the mountains that surrounded the small town I grew up in. They were majestic, dangerous, yet mysterious things. It may seem funny to people that grew up in a big city but to me those peaks of jagged rock and ice represented so much. Adventure, purpose, escape. Beyond those mountains lied proof that the life I was living wasn’t an accident. That longing shaped everything about who I was as a young man. It shaped my career, my character, and my ambitions. I was a citizen, if not a captive, of what lay in store just beyond the horizon.