Sometimes, you almost forget there are good people in the world. Friends let you down. Family members disappoint you. Elected officials crush you.
You tip-toe from one landmine to the next. You forget about the time when you expected people to be filled with light, decency, integrity, and love.
Let’s just say I’ve been going through a tough patch with politics and the pandemic, and I’d forgotten how things should be. “My Name Is Anton” gave me the spiritual boost I needed. It spoke to my soul.
I wish I could give it 6 stars. Please, people. Read this book.