BOULDER, Colo. -- Every Sunday, after church, the 7-year-old boy would escape to Grandpa's basement. He'd never seen such a room -- trophies and game balls and jerseys and photos and videotapes, all at his disposal. He'd heard about a place called heaven, a magical place they raved about in Bible school, and he decided this had to be it. It had to be. Because his father was here.
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