I believe in miracles. I started believing, without a shred of doubt, 2 years, 2 months and 18 days ago. I pray for your nephew, he has a hell of a fight on his hands. Winning that fight sure makes you feel like a bad motherfucker though, and if he can sustain that, and a tenacious desire to be awesome at life, he can win and be among some of the finest in the land. This here is the real crossroads. God spede.