When my mother was pregnant with me, my father told her he was going to the store and never returned.
I never knew him or what happened to him. At the age of forty-four, I got an email from my daughter, forwarding an inquiry into Goode family history from a Sharon Goode. I answer Sharon Goode's email and told her that I was the grandson of Thomas Jefferson Goode through his son Paul Brown Goode, whom I had never known. I was surprised when the woman said that she had been married to Paul Brown Goode, my father, for many years.
She put me in touch with him and I had the chance to meet him after all those years. It was one of the greatest days of my life.