Bob Hoelter, of Griffith, Indiana, only intended to walk to the store. But the universe had other ideas.
“I usually drive,” Hoelter said in conversation with The Dodo in the summer of 2019. “That night I decided I needed some exercise.” Striding over a bridge, making easy work of the 2-mile journey, Hoelter heard a noise. Pausing, he listened intently and clarified his initial suspicions: the noise was a whimper, and something needed his help.
