So some guy asked to trace my Family History, ala Mormon style, and I told him that I didn't even care. I gave him some information and he found my purported family. Along the way, he turned up yet another person that I never heard talked about or met that I know of. In the generation I'm from, women with children had to do all sorts of things to just survive. Yeah, worse than 50 Shades, I think.

Then, I find that one of my brothers is not in the birth record under any name ???

I'm thinking that a man named RED ELK was my real father ???

Is there a story in this???