My sister and I uncovered a fascinating story about our father and his life of crime. Thirteen years after his death, we were contacted by an adoptee, age thirty, searching for her birth parents. The limited information she provided matched our dad. We were puzzled because at the time of her conception, our father was in prison just ten miles away. We requested his visitor's list and found a female visited during that time. When we broke this news to the adoptee, she was mortified and cancelled a DNA test. In the process of determining if we were siblings, we discovered our father's criminal life, before he met our mother. Going back to his roots, we were surprised to learn our father and his sister were abandoned as toddlers. They were left on the porch of relatives. He grew up to become a notorious opportunist whose crimes netted more money than many legendary outlaws. He once said, "I could tell you stories that would sell a book!" Unfortunately, we never asked him to elaborate.