I believe Bob tells the truth. When I first met him, he told me tales of life in New Hampshire; how he had an uncle who murdered his aunt in an alcoholic blackout; how a sizeable inheritance was stolen from him; and how those who are supposed to love him most first abused him and then left him alone to fend for himself. Yeah, right, I’d say to myself. This man wants some attention and is putting together some really good stories to get it. A trip to New Hampshire with Bob in January 2006, however, revealed the truth: every story that Bob had shared with me was real. And he is an incredible example of so many things I admire. A survivor. A man of strong faith. Tolerant. Kind. Forgiving. Happy. Honest. And content with the life he’s been given.