Off My Chest
RULES:
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Who's the Dewey's?
Maybe I'm missing something, maybe I'm just dumb, but I don't khow how anyone can even spot someone's license or wallet as they drive around.
Sorry if I'm asking dumb questions, I blame sleep deprivation through work overtime.
It’s the last name of my fifth cousin and his relatives. I didn’t realize I was related to them until today. I just knew the last name as that of the individuals using his ID. Then I remembered one of their first names and took it to Ancestry.com on a whim. Long story short, I just realized that my fifth cousin and his family are the ones who took his ID. He probably thought they were his friends. I didn’t even know to which local family they were connected, until recently. This explains a lot. I hope he is still alive, and not homeless, or dead under a bridge somewhere.
I have to say: you're really creative! This story gets more convoluted every day