http://www.tampabay.com/features/humaninterest/article1076097.ece People die with secrets all the time. Secret affairs, secret pasts, secret urges. Roger George's secrets appear to be much more fundamental. Maybe he's entitled to those secrets, whatever they are. Or maybe he's just a sweet old man with a foggy memory and a colorful life. Either way, for the first time in his life, Roger George can't work or care for himself. And without documentation, he can't qualify for Medicare or Social Security. The bed he lies in is charity. He has nowhere else to go... Some friends arrive. He hasn't seen them in years. Joe and Dorothy Haskins are his oldest friends, and maybe his only ones. If he is lying, then he has lied to them for 30 years... They met in 1979, when Joe Haskins moved his bicycle shop to the corner of Columbus Drive and Florida Avenue in Tampa. He found Roger living in an old termite-eaten shack in the back of that property. As Joe fixed up the shop, Roger helped. Roger was about 63 then and spoke with a European accent. He was smart, clean shaven and didn't smoke or drink. And he told fabulous stories. He was born in Pennsylvania in an Amish community. His parents had died when he was young. He helped dig his mother's grave. He rode the rails, traveled to every state and to Cuba. He wanted for nothing. Joe and Dorothy didn't believe everything he said, but something about him felt honest. Joe offered him a twin bed in a corner of the bike shop. Roger slept there for 20 years. Possibles http://www.doenetwork.org/cases/3928dmpa.html http://www.doenetwork.org/cases/1477dmpa.html http://www.doenetwork.org/cases/1261dmky.html The guy definately sounds like he was running from the law or the mob or something like that. He said he was from Germany but then he said he visited Europe. He could have served in WWII and been stationed in Germany at some point.