Yesterday we took the kids hiking at a local forest preserve. The Mound rises 200 feet above the surrounding prairie land. In winter it’s a popular sledding hill. My grandfather used to compete in rally races here; my Dad remembers squishing into the flat shelf under the Corvette’s rear window with his sisters while the car sped through the course. Safety regulations have changed, but it’s still a beautiful place to crunch through fallen leaves under the tall maples.