My Grandma: Wanted by the FBI Libby Ward

In 1970 my grandma kidnapped my dad and his three sisters. They were on the run for 7 years, changing names, evading the law...disappearing. 
After the children had grown and the dust had settled, after I was born, she wrote her story. It sat on a shelf for many years...until, I, her eldest grandchild offered to share it. 
I know snippets of stories. I know the general timeline. I know in each of my dad's school yearbooks he has a different last name- and I know where to look for his pictures. 
But, this is my first time reading the entire tale. I shall learn the details in real time...with you.

In 1970 my grandma kidnapped my dad and his three sisters. They were on the run for 7 years, changing names, evading the law...disappearing. 
After the children had grown and the dust had settled, after I was born, she wrote her story. It sat on a shelf for many years...until, I, her eldest grandchild offered to share it. 
I know snippets of stories. I know the general timeline. I know in each of my dad's school yearbooks he has a different last name- and I know where to look for his pictures. 
But, this is my first time reading the entire tale. I shall learn the details in real time...with you.

In 1970 my grandma kidnapped my dad and his three sisters. They were on the run for 7 years, changing names, evading the law...disappearing. 
After the children had grown and the dust had settled, after I was born, she wrote her story. It sat on a shelf for many years...until, I, her eldest grandchild offered to share it. 
I know snippets of stories. I know the general timeline. I know in each of my dad's school yearbooks he has a different last name- and I know where to look for his pictures. 
But, this is my first time reading the entire tale. I shall learn the details in real time...with you.

In 1970 my grandma kidnapped my dad and his three sisters. They were on the run for 7 years, changing names, evading the law...disappearing. 
After the children had grown and the dust had settled, after I was born, she wrote her story. It sat on a shelf for many years...until, I, her eldest grandchild offered to share it. 
I know snippets of stories. I know the general timeline. I know in each of my dad's school yearbooks he has a different last name- and I know where to look for his pictures. 
But, this is my first time reading the entire tale. I shall learn the details in real time...with you.

In 1970 my grandma kidnapped my dad and his three sisters. They were on the run for 7 years, changing names, evading the law...disappearing. 
After the children had grown and the dust had settled, after I was born, she wrote her story. It sat on a shelf for many years...until, I, her eldest grandchild offered to share it. 
I know snippets of stories. I know the general timeline. I know in each of my dad's school yearbooks he has a different last name- and I know where to look for his pictures. 
But, this is my first time reading the entire tale. I shall learn the details in real time...with you.

In 1970 my grandma kidnapped my dad and his three sisters. They were on the run for 7 years, changing names, evading the law...disappearing. 
After the children had grown and the dust had settled, after I was born, she wrote her story. It sat on a shelf for many years...until, I, her eldest grandchild offered to share it. 
I know snippets of stories. I know the general timeline. I know in each of my dad's school yearbooks he has a different last name- and I know where to look for his pictures. 
But, this is my first time reading the entire tale. I shall learn the details in real time...with you.