No More Brick Walls

In 1949, my mother gave birth to a baby boy born out of wedlock. He was given up for adoption as an infant. I was born in 1950. My grandmother fought to keep me and raised me. Somehow, I don't remember how, I found out I had a half brother. Over the past 30 yrs, I had tried to search for him with the limited knowledge I had. My mother died in 1972 without telling me any information. To make a long story short, in 2000, I attended my family reunion in southwest Va. I sat with a group of cousins and told them of my search for another "nut" on the tree.

Last year, due to a back injury, I decided at the last minute not to attend. For the past several years my brother had been trying to find his birth mother but also kept running into brick walls.

Last year he found our family website and noticed the family was getting ready to have a family reunion. He decided to go at the last minute. He sat with the same group of cousins I had sat with. Keeping in mind we had over 400 attended last year. The cousins put the information together that I had told them and the information he was telling and decided it was worth a shot. They gave him my e-mail address and he got in contact with me.

Needless to say we both were surprised and a little shocked at how easy it came together. After a few em ails, pictures being sent and phone calls we decided to get together.

From the first picture exchange there was no doubt we were related. We even think we have the same father.

To say the least in the aftermath of 9-11 this has been a blessing. I am only sorry our Mother didn't live long enough to see him and see that he grew into a fine man. Our 97 yr old grandmother is still living but does not remember anything of that time.

I truly wish the best for those who are searching for their birth family. Thank you for letting me share this.

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