This book started out with the most innocent of intentions until it acquired a life of it's own which left me with the impression that it had become something out of the movie, National Treasure. My 98 year old father of whom I love dearly is my oldest friend on the earth has requested I be his courier for this book. Throughout the years my father has told me many stories in detail of yesteryear and one story in particular stood out since about 1990. That story of which this book is about was an event my father witnessed around 1932 at Independence Hall, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. My father...