Biker Found His Missing Daughter After 31 Years But She Was Arresting Him

“They said you were in a motorcycle gang. That you were violent.”

“I’m in the Sacred Riders. We raise money for veterans’ kids.

Every penny I could spare after searching for you went to children who lost parents in the service. I thought… I thought if I helped enough kids, karma would bring you back.”

She sat down across from me, this stranger who was my daughter. “The scar above my eyebrow?”

“Tricycle. You were trying to pop a wheelie like you saw me do on my bike. Needed three stitches.

You were so brave, didn’t cry once. The nurse gave you a Tweety Bird sticker.”

“I still have it,” she said quietly. “In my baby book. The one thing that didn’t make sense—a Tweety Bird sticker from a hospital I’d never heard of.”

“Mercy General in Sacramento. It closed in ’95.”

“Why didn’t you… why didn’t anyone find us?”

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