I love to watch Dateline, and every time I do, I jokingly wonder aloud to my husband if this will be the night we would finally see the episode on my brother Tom.

During my junior year abroad in Germany, I received a letter from a person I didn’t know. It was very thick and the return address was a prison in Nevada. I was intrigued, but also concerned. How in the world would someone in a Nevada prison get my mailing address in Germany?

And then I remembered my brother Tim.

I am what is commonly referred to as an Oops Baby. My brothers are all at least a decade older than me and I was told that my mother initially thought I was food poisoning. I still have that effect on some people.