Don Quixote and Sancho Panza
At 16, Bob used to tell John Bucklen, “You are my main man”—high praise in 1950s patois. Bucklen’s family was working-class, mainstream American, probably of English descent. John also had that sense of being “bad, man, bad.” Even with those nice, middle-class boys from the Twin Cities whom Bob met at the Theodor Herzl summer camp near Webster, Wisconsin, he could find some “bad” guys to befriend.