Anthony stands confidently beside the gnarled, ancient tree, its rough bark a striking contrast to his smooth, tattooed skin. His slender yet muscular frame catches the light, his blond Mohawk making him look like a modern-day rebel straight out of a biker gang. To the casual observer, Anthony screams “bad boy”—the kind of guy you’d expect to have a rough past, a chip on his shoulder, or a long list of rebellious acts. But the truth behind the inked exterior tells a completely different story.