Mom and Dad got married about fifteen months before I came along. Dad had jet black hair, Mom's was auburn. I was born a flaming red head...........just like Mom's high school sweet heart.
Dad was a wonderful Father to all six of us. My paternal grandparents were saints of the highest order.
No DNA for me. I would prefer to die believing I share DNA with those wonderful people.
People who choose to brew up their own storms bitch loudest about the rain.
I will at least have a name when I get my original birth certificate back.
Been getting some family names from people on 23andMe.
No idea which side of the family.
Good luck Jim. I was adopted in 1967 by a wonderful couple. My wife was adopted in 1969 by a wonderful couple as well. We decided this past summer to look into our real parents,For medical purposes she knew her birth name I didn’t so we got my original and found my birth name ( or what we thought) so we are searching and no luck, by the way if you hav3 Facebook there is a group on there who helped greatly. So then we did the ancestry search and low and behold a direct hit for my biological father and brother. The brother was adopted at 2 by his step dad and changed his name. Found out I have 2 older brothers(1 committed suicide pstd soldier) a younger brother and sister. 3 different moms. Now for the last 6 months piecing the whole thing together figured out my birth dad was pretty much forcing himself on a 15 yr old(my mom) while he worked for her dads farm living ther with my 2 older brothers and their mom. My birth mom was forced to go away and give me up. The “George” got married to the 3rd mom had 2 more. So on original birth certificate my birth mom used a fake last name ( why we couldn’t find a thing) . After meeting him I realize for sure I grew up way better and more fortunate. He says he looked for me for 54 years but now that he has found he he sure don’t Act like it at all. My older brother who grew up away from him turned out great too, just got pinnned for brigadier general in the national guard , the two younger ones who grew up with George not so well, one in jail half his life the girl just a nutcase. Good luck to you and if you want pm any questions
We might have to be neighbors, but I don’t have to be neighborly. John Chisum
The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men. In it is contentment In it is death and all you seek (Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)
Good luck Jim, I hope you find what you’re looking for. Where you’re from really doesn’t matter though. It’s where you’re at and where you’re going thats the important part, and it certainly appears that where you’re at, is a good place.
Good luck Jim, I hope you find what you’re looking for. Where you’re from really doesn’t matter though. It’s where you’re at and where you’re going thats the important part, and it certainly appears that where you’re at, is a good place.
Yup.
The pics you post of the kiddos smiling shows you’ve done well for yourself.
Here’s to you Big Jim.
Dave
�The man who complains about the way the ball bounces is likely to be the one who dropped it.� Lou Holtz
I was adopted at birth and didn't find out until I was 13. I was watching one of those after school specials with my folks on TV and it was a story about an adopted kid wanting to find his parents. I imagine it was an awkward moment for them and I let them off the hook when I said something like "I don't see what the big deal is, those are the people he grew up with. They're his family." They took that opportunity to tell me I was adopted and if I wanted to meet my biological family it would be okay. I told them I didn't really care at the time. Maybe some day but there was no rush.
Fast forward several years. I'm on active duty in the navy and spent my whole career up and down the East coast. At this point, I had lost my father and brother, so my only family left was my mother. The navy was deploying a prototype cruise missile system to a destroyer in Everett WA. As the course supervisor of the Tomahawk school at the Atlantic Fleet Combat Training Center, I was uniquely qualified to head up that project. The program Admiral "asked" me if I wanted to do it, so I said "sure sir, I've never been to the Pacific Northwest so why the hell not."
Unfortunately, about a couple years after transferring, my mother died of terminal cancer, so I lost my whole family. A week later, I found out that my biological family lived up the road about 45 minutes North. Apparently, they were asking some relatives on the East coast about me and were told I was only a few towns away that whole time. So, I met up with everyone and they've been a part of my life for 20 years now.
I lost a family and gained a family at the same time. I'm sure some folks here would say that wasn't a coincidence. I don't know if it was or not, but that part of my life would have made a good chick flick It's been different. I know I am related but lived a different life.
Go for it and see what happens. But if your folks are still around, make sure they realize that they'll always be your family in your eyes. My mom couldn't have kids so I was a gift. But I also knew what kind of sacrifice they made for me and never once made them feel like they weren't my real parents.
Good luck.
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The desert is a true treasure for him who seeks refuge from men and the evil of men. In it is contentment In it is death and all you seek (Quoted from "The Bleeding of the Stone" Ibrahim Al-Koni)
Progressives are the most open minded, tolerant, and inclusive people on the planet, as long as you agree with everything they say, and do exactly as you're told.
I have a feeling Jim knows who his mom and pop are.
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