The Importance of a Strong Heart

"My heart won't just see my woman. Like a pirate that's been at sea," he says. "I stole all her jewelry and came back to West Virginia." His friend Floyd lived the hardest possible length you could live as a hobo, then got shot by two different biker gangs in the same night. He met some First Nations people, Native Americans, and they rubbed dirt in his wounds, like mineral rich dirt, and that's how he recovered.