Shocking discover part 1

Welcome back to anyone reading and if no one is reading then welcome back to me…(sorry sometimes I make cheesy comments). Today I’m going to start a story that is going to take more than one blog because it’s a little long but it’s a lot to take in so here goes. I have never met my father. I’ve barely been given any information about him, just a few tidbits here and there. Over the years I’ve looked around online a little trying to find anything about him and never could until recently. I started a family tree with a trial on Ancestry.com and MyHeritage.com to see which site I preferred before I started a paid subscription. Well, out of nowhere it seemed I found a news article about him…then another, and the things I had been told was apparently the Disney version because it was so much worse than I could have imagined. Let me go back to the beginning. I was told my father’s name, that he was around 10 years older than my mom, that he was a cook (and apparently that’s the only thing good about him), I was also told that he was informed of my birth with a mailed birth announcement and a picture and that he sent the announcement back and kept the picture. I had a decent childhood so honestly I didn’t lack for anything because of him not being there but there’s always a curiosity. I was also told that he had been in prison for murder. Yes, I said murder. My mother met him when he was on parole. She told me that he was at a bar and accidentally killed a man defending a woman’s honor. Not even close. I don’t even know if she knew what actually happened because it happened 18 years before I was born, or if she was protecting me from the truth. I will never know because I’ve lost her but she wouldn’t have told me anyway. It was actually a brutal double homicide in New Mexico and an escape to El Paso, TX, Juarez, Mexico, and Tallahassee, FL. The FBI was involved. I’ll explain more details in part 2 but I was and still am a little stunned at the turnout of events and I’m still having trouble finding out all the details. I’ve found newspaper articles from the 1959 to around 1968ish and I’ve found some appeal records and death records and headstone from one of the victims. I will not lie, I saw that poor man’s headstone and I cried. So far I’ve gone from being angry at my mom for not telling me more, angry at my father for being such a monster (the murder isn’t all he did more on that later), sadness and heartbreak for the 2 men who lost their lives so brutally so unnecessarily, shame for having his dna, to hoping that when I take a dna for my family tree I’ll find out he really wasn’t my father and that I have no genetic link to a person like that. So if you are interested in hearing more I’m going to try to get the next chapter in this horrifying saga I’m going to try to get it posted by tomorrow. Until next time – Maeve