Hey everyone, it’s Paul. Yesterday, I celebrated my birthday, which on it’s own is nothing remarkable. But it was only the fourth time I celebrated on the actual date of my birth—October 27. Before that, I was always given cake and presents on someone else’s birthday—the real Paul Fronczak. Obviously, I’m very relieved that an amazing team of genealogists discovered my real identity four years ago, which led me to my birth certificate, and my actual birthday. But the truth is