Jeweler, Author, and founder of Why Mom Deserves a Diamond contest.
Dear birthmother, I never had the chance to meet you. If I did, I would have thanked you for giving my sister and I what you could not offer, which was the chance to live in a loving home and being able to experience the fullness and richness of life. I know you made… Continue reading Dear birthmother
Many of you know I have been searching for my baby sister, Deborah Kay Price, who vanished shortly after the first photo was taken in 1956. The universe has proven once again that all things, when asked with sincerity and conviction, will eventually be revealed. I finally found my beautiful sister. I spoke with her… Continue reading I Found My Sister
I have proof that if you intensely hold a thought in your head for a long period of time it will become true. In 1993, shortly after I opened Gallery of Diamonds jewelers which now resides in Santa Ana, CA, I began a writing contest for school kids. Since I was adopted as a child… Continue reading The Power of Intention
I was adopted as a child in Indiana. No information about my origins was given to my adoptive parents. I was baptized into the Christian religion. I was given a Bible as the source for my moral instruction. I was taught about heaven and hell, good and bad, and the power of prayer and forgiveness.… Continue reading Just call me Diamond Mike
I am adopted. Even today I am not legally allowed to know of the person who gave birth to me. The records are now unsealed only because I mailed my birthmother's death certificate to the state of Indiana. I am thankful someone recorded my birth on an old typewriter. Thank goodness there was a… Continue reading What Happened to my Chubby-Cheeked Sister?
I’m not sure if I have been this open on a previous post, but here goes. I know that if my one-year-old daughter disappeared I would search the ends of the earth to find her. When I met my bio family in 1994 we had a joyous reunion at my adoptive parents house. I was… Continue reading The Truth Must Be Revealed
Even today, as I gaze into the photo of the little girl on the right, I feel strange knowing that I came from her womb. She is my birthmother, Betty Stewart. With the current Indiana adoption laws, I had no right to find her. To Betty, I’m sorry you died before I had the… Continue reading We Are Going to Find You
Dear Deborah Kay, I never saw you, but my family said you disappeared before your first birthday in 1956. Someone said the babysitter took you. Others said a social worker took you. There was no police report filed. There was no funeral. What happened to you? If you are out there, you will be 62… Continue reading Happy Birthday, Deborah Kay
IFor those of you who have given me so much support in the search for my sister, Deborah Kay, who disappeared before she was one year old, I was prepared to tell you the great news that I found her. Sadly, I am not able to do that. I was 99% sure she had been… Continue reading Is This the End?
This is a miraculous moment with my extended family, most of whom I met for the first time when this was taken in 1995. After searching for 20 years, I found that my birthmother had already died. However, I found wonderful siblings and blood relatives. My wife Carmen is behind me. Brother Ken is sitting… Continue reading End of Search is Beginning of Another
Here are my (two) very different birth certificates. The first one is the amended one given to my adoptive parents and then given to me. The second is my original birth certificate that took me 36 years to receive (only after I could prove to the State of Indiana that my birthmother had died and… Continue reading Birth Certificates
Here are the death certificates of my birthmother whose maiden name was Betty Stewart, and her first husband, Carl Price Jr.
Here are three wedding license applications for Carl Price, Jr., in order by date of marriage: Carl Price and Sarah Weeks Carl Price and Betty Stewart (my birthmother) Carl Price and Shirley Gregg It is striking to notice the closeness of the marriage and divorce dates, the differences of ages in the groom and brides,… Continue reading Three Wedding License Applications
To my sister, Deborah Kay, 62 years have passed since the day you were born. I wanted you to see the work your family, your internet friends, and myself have done to try and find you. What happened? Were you adopted? Stolen? Or something more sinister? It took me twenty years to find myself. Now… Continue reading Deborah Kay, We Will Never Stop Searching for You