WAUKEGAN, Ill. — Robert, 50, could lose the place he's called home since 1983, but right now he's more concerned about a bag of pretzels. It’s almost time for lunch, and he’s hungry. He signs the word "please," and his dad opens the bag.
It's not Robert's job to worry. For his entire life, through bouts of seizures and a diagnosis of autism and profound mental retardation — through a series of disastrous placements beginning at age 5 — worry has been the job of his mom, Mary Vargas, and her husband Johnny.
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