My grandfather had 6 boys and 3 girls when his wife died. The orphanage took the young ones. He hired my Grandma, a widow, to keep house for him so he could get his kids back. They eventually married and had 2 more children, my Dad and Aunt. My Grandfather had grown children near but my Aunt says they never saw one another. I used to ask questions of my Dad but was told, “We don’t talk about family.” He left when I was 8. They were weird people. I never met my Grandfather as he died in 1944.
All families have their quirky ones.
One of my cousins has been married and divorced so many times that her lawyer kept her files under her first name, because she had had so many different last names (seven if I remember correctly)