You found an old letter in your attic.
My Dearest Child,
Before I was your father I lived an unmentionable life of, well, let us just say adventure. When I met your mother, I desired a more peaceful life here on the outskirts of D.C. . I buried some of the items I aquired in my younger years on the farm. You can find a map near where you used to swing. It will lead you to a chest filled with items that should leave you and your children comfortable for the rest of your lives.
Love,
Your Father
