The warning signs about bears in Glacier National Park were enough to scare my seven-year-old daughter into the next state.
To calm her nerves, I had to promise the equivalent of a whole candy store of booty if she actually saw a bear. I figured our chances were next to none of sighting one. When we did shockingly run smack up against a bear cub, we had to move her from elation at her candy-filled future to the appropriate back-stepping distance. "Let's back away from the bear, honey."
Read more about Michelle Nunn's service trip adventures on the Huffington Post.