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The Strange Tale of Roy Antiqua

    Hey, everyone. Have you ever heard the old saying that truth is stranger than fiction? I was just reading Google News and saw a headline from Fox News that intrigued me. The story is about a guy named (maybe) Roy Antiqua. He was pulled over for a traffic violation in Florida and gave the cop a phony ID. He was arrested and when his home was searched they found lots of interesting stuff.
    They found lots of IDs from organizations like the CIA, Coast Guard, Boy Scouts and medical facilities. They found a photo of the guy in Doctor's garb, holding a new-born baby. They found a bunch of cash. In his closet was a multitude of uniforms ranging from military apparel to the aforementioned Scout Leader. This reminds me of the old adage about Jack of all trades, master of none.
     I guess the police have appealed to the public for help in identifying this man. They are pretty concerned with his motives in impersonating a Scout Leader, and in the fact that he might have delivered a baby while impersonating a Doctor, though there is no real proof he did so. One interesting note about his exploits. One person remembers seeing him at a Memorial Day event, when the guy was dressed as a Coast Guard officer and sat in the reserved section, next to the Chief of Police.
     I suppose if we hear no more about this, or if the guy just disappears, we'll surmise that he was a spy. At this point it is all just speculation. I would not be surprised to see this story made into a movie in the near future. It reminds me of the movie with Leo DiCaprio, Catch Me If You Can, in which a guy imitates airline pilots and cashes phony checks. That, by the way, was a great movie and a true story.
    Here's the link, if you want to read the article. I'm CE Wills. www.foxnews.com/us/2012/08/07/authorities-find-dozens-fake-ids-uniforms-after-arresting-mystery-man/
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