a man called joe... Me and my three brothers, Dave, Carl, and, Ken, grew up in Indianapolis with a man named Joe. He didn't want to be called Joseph or Josef, just J-O-E. Joe. I don't think he had a middle name, but, I never asked. That seems remiss on my part. Joe was a true character ( TC ) and that is what makes him so unique and special for those who knew him. There aren't many TCs in this world. I describe a TC as someone who still resonates with those he or she left behind. Someone whose words, phrases, and actions are long remembered and still discussed. Someone who could light up a room or make the room go dark by his or her presence. Joe was a complex man: he was a high school All-American Football Player, but, he walked out of his free ride to the University of Illinois after just 24 hours; he faced and conquered two different...