If my forgeries looked as bad as the CBS documents, it would have been "Catch Me In Two Days."

I stole every nickel and blew it on fine threads, luxurious lodgings, fantastic foxes, and other sensual goodies. I partied in every capital in Europe and basked on all the world's most famous beaches.

It's not what a man has but what a man is that's important.

If you happen to tell me where you were born, your date of birth and that kind of information, then I'm 98 percent of the way to stealing your identity.

What I did in my youth is hundreds of times easier today. Technology breeds crime.

The former police chief of Houston once said of me: "Frank Abagnale could write a check on toilet paper, drawn on the Confederate States Treasury, sign it 'U.R. Hooked' and cash it at any bank in town, using a Hong Kong driver's license for identification."

The front of a cheque alone gives someone enough information to steal your identity.