A narrow mountain road. Twenty-two men. One idea that sounded potentially crazy and turned out to be healing. We took a side‑by‑side up the Sawtooths montains of Idaho and found more than a view: we found a practice for courage. At the summit, we asked a group of ranchers, farmers, and friends to do something simple and wildly uncomfortable—yell. The first shout rolled across the peaks and came back like an army. The second one broke through the noise inside us. In the long echo, tough men tu...