Here are the death certificates of my birthmother whose maiden name was Betty Stewart, and her first husband, Carl Price Jr.
Tag: Adoption
Three Wedding License Applications
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
Deborah Kay, We Will Never Stop Searching for You
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
The Wholeness of Truth Outweighs the Pain of the Past
When adoption rules were written, the original deal was to protect the “rights” of the adoptive parent and the birth mother. By sealing the birth records, the goal was to prevent shame and to hide the secrets of the past. That has always been the defense if you are an attorney on the side of… Continue reading The Wholeness of Truth Outweighs the Pain of the Past
Vote for Diamond Mike!
Please Call and Email I have been chosen as a nominee to be an Angel in Adoption for the Congressional Coalition on Adoption (CCAI) Angels in Adoption Awards for 2017! Through the Why Mom Deserves a Diamond contest, I have turned my life story into an event where thousands of families are brought closer… Continue reading Vote for Diamond Mike!
The Glass Swan
This glass dish belonged to someone I have never met. The bright orange color and design might be a little out of style but it is precious to me. I'm sure it holds secret memories of the past. Maybe beautiful memories, maybe memories too painful to forget. Maybe it once held fresh mints. Maybe filthy… Continue reading The Glass Swan
How I became Diamond Mike
My name has not always been Diamond Mike. In fact, when I was born I never had a name. The name Michael was given to me three days later by a loving woman and man who I would later call mom and dad. I was adopted. I never did meet my birthmother, who died in… Continue reading How I became Diamond Mike
We will find you, Deborah Kay
September 4, 1994 is a historic date. At least for me. In the town of New Albany, Indiana, I met my birth family for the first time- uncles, aunts, a cousin, even a grandmother. We agreed to meet at my childhood home where my adoptive parents still lived. This might not sound exciting to you.… Continue reading We will find you, Deborah Kay
Police Report
Today I filed a missing persons report for my sister, Debra Kay. It appears there was never such a report filed since she vanished as a child. This will be submitted to the Indianapolis police, where my birthmother was living at the time of her disappearance. I hope the relationships I have forged with my… Continue reading Police Report
The Reflection of your Eye
This is my eye. Upon close inspection, you can see the reflection of Gallery of Diamonds in my iris. If the camera was angled differently, some essays of our mother's contest would be detected. You might see my new mothers jewelry designs. During the last twenty-five years it has been a challenge to separate two… Continue reading The Reflection of your Eye
Kitten in a Box
One day my daughter returned from school when she noticed a young lad in the parking lot of a gas station offering free kittens from a cardboard box. "This one is named...Lola," the boy searched for a name as he cuddled one of the furry creatures. "She is so lovable and kind," the boy continued… Continue reading Kitten in a Box
Senate Bill 91
The State of Indiana recently passed a bill that allows the release of identifying adoption information to adoptees. It is called Senate Bill 91. For over 50 years, the dark “closed records” era of Indiana spanned from 1941-1993. This period banned all adoptees, many being over 75 years old, to see their original birth records.… Continue reading Senate Bill 91
Secret Agent 27
I was also a secret agent! For twenty years I searched for clues and asked pointed questions to unravel the mystery of my birth mother. Who was she? Where did I come from? How did I get here? I was a curious detective. I was an undercover spy. My only weapon was my determination to… Continue reading Secret Agent 27
To those Who Love Us
Inside the womb, the outside arguments of anger and despair were muffled. I didn't see the pain my birthmother must have experienced while I was protected inside her. During non-violent times, I know she sang to me through the walls of flesh that separated us. In the hospital, the sounds were replaced by the shuffling… Continue reading To those Who Love Us
Inside the Womb
October, 1957. This pregnant lady is the birthmother I have never known. The amazing thing is realizing that I am growing in her womb, and that I was born four months after this photo was taken. I was never told as child , "You came from mommy's tummy." For so many years, I thought a… Continue reading Inside the Womb