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My Birthmother’s Second Husband

This photo was taken when my birthmother married her second husband, Kenneth Synder. The back of the photo says, "October 23, 1958. When we got married in Carmel (Indiana) at night." This was eight months after I was put up for adoption, and about a year after my two-year-old sister, Debra Kay Price, mysteriously disappeared.… Continue reading My Birthmother’s Second Husband

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What Happened to Deborah Kay?

  12-29-1951. My birthmother, Betty Stewart, marries her first husband, Carl Price. Betty was 16 years old. Carl was 26. My sister, Deborah Kay Price, was born 12-5-1955. Betty and Carl divorced 9-15-1955. Debra Kay disappeared before her first birthday. What happened to her?

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Chapter 4. Second Search

4. Second Search In 1977 I turned nineteen. Mother’s Day and my birthday were always times that triggered thoughts of my early existence. On Mother’s Day I bought a nice card for Mom. Grantline United Methodist gave every mother a small pot of marigolds. But I also thought about my other Mom. After all, she… Continue reading Chapter 4. Second Search

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To My Adoptive Mom

You understood that I was never searching for a mother. I always knew that special person was you. I know it was you that bandaged my wounded knees and packed my lunch for school. Your tight hugs and enduring encouragement made me the human I am today. By loving me first you taught me to… Continue reading To My Adoptive Mom

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Give Your Mom a Hug!

"Give your mom a hug!" This has become a commonplace expression that our jewelry store staff commands to the winners of the Why Mom Deserves a Diamond contest. For those that have ever been a winner or winning mom, please don't take anything for granted that takes place inside the walls of Gallery of Diamonds… Continue reading Give Your Mom a Hug!

Why Mom Deserves A Diamond

Thousands of Orange County Kids Enter Essay Contest for the Chance to Win Mom a Diamond

NEWPORT BEACH (CBSLA.com) — A Newport Beach jeweler is searching for those Orange County mothers who shine most brightly in their children’s eyes. Every year, thousands of children enter Mike Watson’s “Why Mom Deserves A Diamond” essay contest hoping to walk away with the top prize, a quarter-carat diamond for the lady in their life.… Continue reading Thousands of Orange County Kids Enter Essay Contest for the Chance to Win Mom a Diamond

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Newport Jeweler’s Contest Honors Moms as a Reflection of His Life’s Journey

(Diamond) Mike Watson is giving away diamonds to two students who write the best essay to the prompt "Why Mom Deserves a Diamond." Watson's own decades long search for his biological mother led him to begin the contest. (Don Leach, Daily Pilot / January 2, 2015) By Hannah Fry January 2, 2015 Through his decades-long… Continue reading Newport Jeweler’s Contest Honors Moms as a Reflection of His Life’s Journey

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Chapter 3. From Crayons to Confusion

The first negative encounter I remembered as a result of being adopted was when I was seven. A little girl who lived down the hill exclaimed in a hateful voice, “I know something you don’t know...you’re adopted!” Although that was a familiar word, I wasn’t fond of the tone. “So what?” I fired back. “Your… Continue reading Chapter 3. From Crayons to Confusion

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A Beautiful Word

Warning: you may find a word here that may be offensive. I apologize in advance, for it is never my aim to hurt anyone's feelings or make anyone feel bad. I also cannot bear to think that I may lose a friend. In fact, this is a word I have always spoken and written with… Continue reading A Beautiful Word

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Where Am I Going?

Like the upstairs attic of childhood, I used the downstairs for dreaming also.  I thought about my past, my birthmother, and my origins.  I never looked like anybody.  I never felt connected to anybody.  Yet, I never felt completely alone.  Maybe that was because Mom told me God was always with me.  I wondered what… Continue reading Where Am I Going?

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Am I Entitled to my Birth Certificate?

This is a picture of my original birth certificate. The only reason the State of Indiana sent me this copy was because I proved to them that my birth mother was dead. (I sent them her death certificate.) Ironically, I never met my birth mother. Even today, adult adoptees in Indiana and many other states… Continue reading Am I Entitled to my Birth Certificate?

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My Original Birth Certificate

This birth certificate may look unimportant, but the State of Indiana hid it from me for 36 years. To this day, I am not supposed to know who I am or where I came from. To receive this, I was required to send a copy of my birth mother's death certificate to the Indiana State… Continue reading My Original Birth Certificate

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Help Find My Sister

UPDATED INFORMATION. This little girl is my sister. This is the last picture taken before she disappeared. She was named Deborah Kay Price and was born on 12-6-1955 at Methodist Hospital in Indianapolis. My birthmother (who resembles Lucille Ball in photo) was Betty Price. Betty married Carl Price 12-29-1951. Carl was born 7-8-1926. He was… Continue reading Help Find My Sister

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First Love

In 1976 I turned eighteen.  There was a clubhouse in the Knobs that was known for its Saturday night dances.  That’s where I met Angela.  She was seventeen and had long, dark hair and shapely curves.  At semi arms length, she was revolving to a slow song with another young man.  When she dislodged from… Continue reading First Love

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The Postcard

“Why did my mother give me up?” I asked bravely. “Honey, maybe she couldn’t afford to keep you. Maybe she was unmarried and didn’t have enough money to support you.” My stomach ached. Was adoption good or bad? Should I have been proud or ashamed? I surely didn’t feel that this was a fortunate circumstance,… Continue reading The Postcard