Suddenly, a door opened and Ford, in a shark-grey suit, filled its frame. Grinning widely, he extended his hand and graciously welcomed me into his office, where we sat across an ornate wooden desk. For the next hour, he patiently and thoughtfully answered my questions. At times, he was defensive and mad as hell. But he also showed exceptional insight and compassion. He railed against his political opponents (Kathleen Wynne, Justin Trudeau, John Tory) in one breath and showered them with praise the next. He candidly addressed Rob’s substance abuse problems and spoke in such a tender, heartbreaking way about his little brother’s last moments that we both teared up. “His breathing was slowing, and I could see the heart monitor, and then it just kind of stopped,” he said.…