Description: Carl I. Wise, the man I called "Papa", had taught me how to fish, drive a tractor, row a boat, shoot a gun, straighten and reuse bent rusty nails, and had given me an appreciation for the subtle use of dry humor. As it turned out he was not my "biological grandfather." This fact was not revealed to me until I was sixteen years old. It wasn't until years later that I realized at that moment 25% of my family tree had become a total mystery.