At 19, he dropped out of college, left Chicago’s suburbs, and headed west with Mike, eventually landing in Happy Camp, California. A neighbor invited them to poker night, and despite sensing a setup, they went. Their host, Joseph, spoke of companionship and Jesus, while his wife, Ruth, sang softly as they played. Strangely, he and Mike won plenty of pennies. Long after leaving, he kept thinking about Ruth—maybe she was an angel.