Too cool not to share Not (FF)

Real nice - very happy for you both!

And, I'm on the other end of the spectrum. We have NEVER had a divorce or estrangement (?) of any kind in our family history for as long as we can obtain records. Our main problem is to follow all the "begats" of which there were to MY best calculation , over 700. And all this was gleaned from hand written "records" from Ukraine, Poland and the USSR and our good ole USA.

Mark

Wow neat story. I'm glad it turned out so well.

In 1960 When I was 14 I answered the door to a man who turned out to be my cousin. He was 4 years old when he was abducted from his mother by his father 16 years earlier. I was born a year after that happened. I had not been told of the story. When He told us his name my mother gasped and had to be helped to a chair. It was the first time I ever saw My dad cry. My Uncle Roger was also in tears. I didn't know what the heck was going on. It seems that when his father died of cancer his step-mom finally told him who his real Mom was and where she lived. He lived in Halifax on the east coast and traveled all the way across the country to find his real mom. Sadly we had to tell him that my Aunt Clara has died two years before He found us. His name is Roger the same as mine. He was named after my Uncle and I was named after Him. He settled about an hour from our house and I used to visit him before He passed away.

In 1960 there were no computers or internet to search for lost loved ones. My mother always said that my Aunt died of a broken heart as much as she died of cancer.

Here's an update to the story.
My wife and I went to San Diego to meet the family today. Let me tell you folks, it was a remarkable day. We went to her cousin's house first. He came out when we stopped, helped her out of the car and the hug was on. By the time I got out, readied the camera and got them to look, I was floored by their resemblence to each other. His wife came out and we visited on the lawn, shaking hands, taking photos and hugging some more. After looking at photos and other memorabilia of her dad ( He gave her a box full of papers and pictures.) Questions, answers and other fun things, we got in the cars and drove to her Uncle and Aunt's home. There was more of the same there, hugging hand shaking picture taking and story telling. After a great dinner at a local buffet we all had a tearful parting. No Goodbyes. Just see you soon. THere are still some family members to meet, some near and some far. I think, for my wife, the healing has begun, she no longer has to wonder where she came from or who she is. She has an identity. I'm happy for her. Jim

What a great story! All my best to you both and to the new family members.

- Jeff