You were conceived in Love by your Father and me a few days after my 15th Birthday. Nine months later on June 16, 1967, at 12:29 p.m., I experienced the marvel of your "Birth" day. I had anticipated that it would be the happiest day of my life, and it was in my heart--but little did I know that it would also be the saddest day of my life . . . for in the beginning I had no idea that they would want to take you away from me.

For the first few months that I held you in my womb I was allowed to feel the joy of believing that I would always share all of your Birthdays with you as you would share mine, your Father's, and our families'. I dreamed of all I would do for you to show you my Love, and marveled daily at the feeling of you growing inside of me. Your Father and I planned our life with you in mind, we giggled and reveled at the thought of being married and raising you, and, my dear son, it was our sincere intention for you to be with us always. Little did we know then what "others" and "society" had in store for us. We knew that it would be difficult for the families to accept us being married because I was so young, but since your Father was 24 we never anticipated or even thought that anyone would ever shame us and "make" us give you away. It really never entered our minds--we were in love and everyone knew it, we were pregnant, and it seemed the normal thing for two people in love to get married.

I won't give you the gory details of how "archaic" the times were in the 60's, nor tell you of the massive "guilt" pressure that was applied to both of us from a certain person who was a "pillar" of the community and embarrassed that he was about to have his first Grandchild under dubious and "illegitimate" premises. I won't give you excuses of why I was shamed into giving you away or why I was talked into believing that I was selfish if I kept you, and if I did keep you that I was doing the wrong thing for you. And I won't tell you that my education was "seemingly" supposed to be more important that raising my own child. But I will tell you don't always listen to the Minister. No, I won't tell you all the nitty-gritty of the hows and whys now...for that is not the purpose of this day.

The purpose of this day is to let you know I love you and to create a website in hopes that you will find me and the Birthfamily that loves you dearly. Please forgive us. We pray that you are well and happy.

Some Info on Your Heritage

If you will Email Me I will be glad to fill you in the best I can. You are mostly English and Scottish on my side of the family and your family is full of artists and musicians.

I will add more later.