There is for all of us a profound Moment of Truth that lies in wait–a moment that transfixes our attention and forces us to confront the essential question in life: Who am I? For Chip St. Clair that moment came when he learned that the man he called "Dad" was an impostor–a child killer who had been on the run for nearly three decades. After turning his father in on a cold January night in 1998, St. Clair embarked on a quest for his true identity, a journey that began when he opened a nondescript black trunk: Inside he found his birth certificate–typed over and forged. His "date of birth"? The same day his father had killed a child five years earlier. Along with that, more "answers" that spawned more questions: photographs of young children he didn't know; locks of hair; a jewelry box full of baby teeth; and records of tens of thousands of dollars in loans taken out by his parents in his name.
While forensic tests and DNA proved the answer to the most important question–was he the biological son of a convicted child killer?–the rest of the mysteries may never be solved. What St. Clair discovered as he tried to unravel the swath of lies his "parents" had woven across at least seven states is something that all of us can learn from: Oftentimes the answers we seek are within us and the only path to fulfillment is to make peace with the unknown. His eventual epiphany, which took place in a butterfly garden, freed him to leave his haunted past behind and to construct a future
