In just 48 hours...
My life began to crumble, everything changed, I lost myself...
Eventually my marriage fell apart,
lost my home, closed my hot rod garage my son and I started together
and the fitness business I’d spent 15 years building lost it too.
The future I had dreamed about with Brentley disappeared.
When it was over…
All I had left was a camper…
…and the 1983 Ford truck Brentley and I had been building together.
For the next year, I lived in a camper. Stayed at campgrounds. Parking lots. Friends’ driveways.
Every morning I woke up asking myself…