Henry Blake. He was a cool cat. I used to try everything I could to get section 8's. I brought him notes from home. I told him that my whole family had died. He never seemed to believe me. I even had proof! Say what you want about him, he was too smart for my plans. Too bad, they should have worked. Apparently he kept a file of all my handiwork. What a crying shame. I tried everything I could to get him to believe me. Sometimes I wondered why I ever bothered. Still I had to try. Always try.