In 1988, Davis Miller drove to Muhammad Ali's mother's house. It had been over two decades since he’d first glimpsed The Champ on a black-and-white television, and he felt the time had come for him to personally thank the man whose fearlessness, grace and tenacity gave him the power to overcome a near-paralyzing depression. Miller would not only get to meet his “spiritual constant” but also begin a surprising and tender new friendship that would forever transform his life.