"The first few years I got to know Dante, he liked running in southern Jersey, by the Manasquan Resevoir and beach areas. Dante had been first American to cross the finish line in the Trans-American race across America 1994. The race was run in stages of racing in sixty-four days...In the late spring and summer of 2001 Dante had me running nearly every weekend with him down in the Manasquan area, and through the sand dunes and the pine gardens of New Jersey..."
One may wonder what would inspire someone to work hard labor voluntarily. For me it’s the love of many things. It’s the passion that won’t be broken. Because there are so many aspects to such service for me, that it may seem beyond comprehension. I’d compare it to my youthful desire to enter the military as a young child. Then for a multitude of reasons only to follow through thirteen years later at age eighteen entering the Marines. There were things that followed me throughout my life. Sometimes they were questions of how I ever gave up my over decade’s life dream to become a New Jersey State Trooper. My childhood desire to never wed—to never have any serious relationships with another human being. I desired only service in military and law enforcement nearly my whole childhood. Too the extent that even one of my Marine Corps superiors expressed to me last July, “I never thought you’d ever get married. It just wasn’t who you were. You were always a loner.” I replied, “Yeah. I know.