Countless people have experienced life without ever knowing at least one parent; without knowing the length and number of all the branches, and the depth of the roots of their family trees. For many of us, at best it’s a nagging question in the backs of our minds, at worst, a desperate need to know that can lead us to question our own identity, our own existence. These are the stories of some who found what they were looking for, some who WERE found, and some of those who never wanted to look or know. This is Found.