I was born and adopted in Indiana. When I turned eighteen I considered myself an adult. I could buy a pack of cigarettes.I could vote for the President.I could buy a gun. When I turned twenty-one I could go to a bar.I could order a drink.I could get drunk.But I was never allowed to inquire… Continue reading Infant is my name
Tag: Adoption
One Year Ago
On May 1, 2019 I spoke to my vanished sister, Deborah Kay, for the first time. When I was shown this old photo of her in our birthmother’s arms no one told me what happened to her. Was she adopted? Was she kidnapped? Did she die? My sister, born as Deborah Kay Price, is… Continue reading One Year Ago
Concrete Gray Steps
This is my childhood home in New Albany, Indiana. In the summertime the hot sun would blaze behind the house where I would sit on concrete steps and squint into the sky. Gray paint would always flake off the steps like dried flower petals. As golden rays soaked into my bare chest I would try… Continue reading Concrete Gray Steps
Dear birthmother
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
I Found My Sister
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
A Beautiful Experience
The following testimonial is from Heidi Tecklenburg, a winning mom from the 2019 Why Mom Deserves a Diamond contest. Thank you Heidi, for sharing your experience. Rewind to May 2012, when I was 45 years old, I never imagined that I would ever have a child call me MOM other than my 4-legged fur babies.… Continue reading A Beautiful Experience
Just call me Diamond Mike
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
What Happened to my Chubby-Cheeked Sister?
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?
The Truth Must Be Revealed
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
We Are Going to Find You
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
Happy Birthday, Deborah Kay
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
Deborah Kay’s Birth Certificate
Is This the End?
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?
End of Search is Beginning of Another
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
Birth Certificates
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