He was in trouble more times than he could count. By age 12 his mother gave up on him, and his incarcerated dad never really knew him. Until he turned 18, he lived in one foster care placement after another. After that he found a spot in a homeless shelter in Baltimore.
At age 43, she was the human resources director for a manufacturing firm. She was in Baltimore recruiting employees for a new plant they were planning to open. It was the Monday after Thanksgiving, she wanted to be back in Pittsburgh before Christmas.