That's right. My mom calls today crying, telling me she made this horrible mistake 36 years ago. She goes on to tell me she withheld this information from me because of how she thinks Mrs. Reboot would think of her, which is crazy because my wife is about as grounded as it gets. Anyway, mom goes on to tell me how she was with this fella a couple times before she married my little brother's biological father, who I always knew wasn't my real dad even though he was under the impression he was. My mom divorced his abusive, freeloading *** in Ohio when I was 9 and married my stepfather when I was 13 in Oklahoma. I have always referred to my stepdad as my father and that will never change. He has no idea about all this. Yet. Turns out, Mrs. Reboot sent some commemorative photobook with a couple of photos of our 1 year-old to my mom back on Mother's Day and it included a fill-in-the-blank family tree and that became too much to bear for her. She knew my real dad could have been one of 2 men, so she hired a private investigator to try and figure it out. He went and got some telescopic close-ups of him and that was all that was necessary. It turns out my real dad is a farmer in northwest Ohio where I lived until I was 10. That's right. Dude is all weathered like Jack Palance in City Slickers and knows nothing about me. Mom says that by looking at the photos(which are being overnighted to me tomorrow), there is no possible way I am not his son and that my personality had become so much like the person she knew as my dad that she couldn't take it anymore. Apparently, she knew the other guy in question wasn't my dad, but wanted the photos just for closure. So now what? What do I do? Nothing is not an option. I know my dad's address, I know his phone number. He has a son (me), a 21-year old son who I do not know, and a grandson (my son). I would like to meet him face-to-face, and I am quite prepared for him to tell me to go to hell. Do I write? Do I show up at his farm? I am shocked, to say the least, but I am also intrigued to know my biological father. I have always felt there was something missing in my life, maybe this is it. Mom says he was the nicest guy ever, wouldn't hurt a fly. I would ask what y'all have done, but I cannot imagine many folks being in this situation.