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Robert Johnson has lost his job, his car, his apartment and the love of his life. What else could go wrong?
He waited in his fifth floor rental, with the spectacular view of San Francisco Bay, staying until the last minute before he must leave. It had been the center of what had been the best year of his life but that was now over. Tomorrow was the first day of April, 2015 and his fortieth birthday. He would wake that morning after sleeping in the back of his just purchased 2007 Honda Odyssey van in a small State Park a few miles north of the Golden Gate Bridge. Cold, alone and homeless.
His high paying job with the start up Engstrum Technologies had, along with the company, abruptly come to an end. With his signing bonus he had rented the apartment, leased the Porsche and met Sandra Williams, all on the same day “Dear Robert” letter explaining her departure and lingering fragrance.
All his possessions were in the middle of the now empty living room. Four small boxes with his clothes in two suitcases and a hanger bag. He spent his last hour setting up his almost new iPad3. It was replacing his iPad2 which had made an unplanned fall for the apartment’s balcony. It was then that a strange looking Icon appeared on the screen and touching it brought up “You Have The Chance To Visit History As It Is Happening. Do You Have The Courage To Go There?” It was time for him to leave and he would have to wait to decide what to do with this interesting offer.
Early the next morning in the small town of Point Reyes Station, just 42 miles North of the City, his new life has its beginning.
Robert Johnson has lost his job, his car, his apartment and the love of his life. What else could go wrong?
He waited in his fifth floor rental, with the spectacular view of San Francisco Bay, staying until the last minute before he must leave. It had been the center of what had been the best year of his life but that was now over. Tomorrow was the first day of April, 2015 and his fortieth birthday. He would wake that morning after sleeping in the back of his just purchased 2007 Honda Odyssey van in a small State Park a few miles north of the Golden Gate Bridge. Cold, alone and homeless.
His high paying job with the start up Engstrum Technologies had, along with the company, abruptly come to an end. With his signing bonus he had rented the apartment, leased the Porsche and met Sandra Williams, all on the same day “Dear Robert” letter explaining her departure and lingering fragrance.
All his possessions were in the middle of the now empty living room. Four small boxes with his clothes in two suitcases and a hanger bag. He spent his last hour setting up his almost new iPad3. It was replacing his iPad2 which had made an unplanned fall for the apartment’s balcony. It was then that a strange looking Icon appeared on the screen and touching it brought up “You Have The Chance To Visit History As It Is Happening. Do You Have The Courage To Go There?” It was time for him to leave and he would have to wait to decide what to do with this interesting offer.
Early the next morning in the small town of Point Reyes Station, just 42 miles North of the City, his new life has its beginning.