Arm Wrestling the World for God
It’s mud season in flyover country, so the broad-shouldered men from South Dakota farms dragged the bottoms of their boots against snow piles and kicked at a concrete riser before walking into a recent Catholic men’s retreat. It was a bad morning to leave the farm. The weather was a sunny 29 degrees, sweatshirt weather—a production day. It was minus-32 in the open-prairie wind a week earlier…