William Roberts of Quinque, Virginia sat on his front porch. It was the summer of 1972, and every once in a while, a car would zip by on the small road before him. Roberts was somewhat frightened for the future. Would some day, roads be classified as 100 mile an hour zones? Roberts had, of course, his experience of his lifetime, which streched back 111 years. His memory is clear, and he distinctly remember his mother and father from the 1870s. William hadnt even seen a car for most of his adult life. He had done many jobs since his birth, being in many strange places, but what always struck him was the Assassination of Abraham Lincoln. Despite being four, he could remember it clearly. His family, rich Washingtonians had been at Fords Theater that fateful night, and, William had watched in horror while John Wilkes Booth shot the President. Today he wondered, what if Lincoln had never been shot, where would he be today?