I just read an incredible story about Ted Jorgensen, a guy who ran a bicycle shop in Arizona. In 2013, at 69 years old, he finds out from an author writing a book that he is the biological father of Jeff Bezos. I mean, he didn't even know. When he saw photos of Bezos, he was overwhelmed with a wave of emotions—shock, sadness, all at once. Ted himself admitted that he wasn't a good father or a good husband. The saddest part is that he tried to reconnect with the Bezos family, but without success. One of those stories that makes you reflect on how strange life can be, right?