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Indiana Birth Parents Search

I told you all, that I would be back. Well, here I am. As if, any of you honestly missed me. My latest search, is that of my Birth Parents from Indiana. The reason being, is because I lost my Mom this past February. Due to, complications of back surgery and secondary illnesses.

Never-the-less, I thought the time appropriate, to start looking for my actual birth parents. My Dad, has no idea that I'm doing this. I felt it, unimportnat not to tell him right away. I could not bare, breaking his heart, any further this year. Just after, the loss of my Mom.

I hope by telling you all my story, that someone might see it. Furthermore, they might pass it along to the appropriate people. Thus, deciding to respond to me, without fear or rejection. Please, again do not feel hesitant to respond to me.

Please, consider that, I have now lost two mothers and one father. As a result, I have developed a pretty tough exterior over the years. Although, as of late, it seems to be even tougher. To complicate things, my child underwent a quite evasive surgery, in March of 2007.

We so desperately need, a current medical history. In the hopes that, we can find answers to, his medical condition. Furthermore, that we may stop the need, for any further surgeries. This is my story.

Female~

Born~ March 11, 1970

Hospital~ St. Francis Hospital.

Place~ Beech/Beach Grove, Indiana.

Birth Mother~ Sixteen years old.

Her Schooling~ Two years of High School.

Her Siblings~ Identical twin sister.

Her Birth Place~ Indiana.

Her Hair Color~ Sandy Blond.

Skills~ Was said to have been artistic.

Her Height~ About 5 '6

Birth Father~ Nineteen year old.

His Hair Color~ Brown or dark.

His Height~ About 5 ' 9.

He Lived~ Supposedly, lived in the same neighborhood as my birth mother.

Status~ My birth parents, were unmarried at the time of my birth.

Please respond, if you recognize this story. The health of my child, and the "mental health" of myself depends on it. Thank You~

Here I Go Again

Evidently, I havn't had much to say, for quite some time. However, those days are long gone. Life has changed so much, since my last post. I just wish that, I would have been committed enough, to keep my Blog updated. As for today, I just wanted to say hello again. As for tomorrow, well that's another story. See you then...

BACK IN THE DAY

Recently, my husband and I, have been talking about, the cost of living. As usual, we've been shuffeling things around. Meaning that, we've been trying to "once again" make ends meet. This is in lieu of, me remaining at home. As usual, to take care of the house, kids, and dogs. All of which, can't do without me. We've even discussed what we can, and what we can not do without. He has even suggested, selling one of his most prized posessions. He says that, he can do without this, until our kids are grown. Now... the Sattelight Dish! I think that, he has lost his mind. I do so love "my dish." I love other things too, but that's another subjuect. What I meant is, I love keeping the utilities paid etc.

I'm strating to feel like, we've become those old people. You know the ones that, you try to avoid? Instead of, hearing about their ailments, you get to hear about, just how much it cost to live these days. Twenty years ago, I could have carred less about, a fixed or flexible mortgage loan. Now I give-a-crap, I guess you could say. Whereas, twenty years ago, I didn't even know what one one. I even spoke with my former husband last night. He was, dropping our son off after dinner. I asked him, did I imagine this or, "did $ 75.00 use to buy us two weeks worth of grocerys?" He replied, "yes, I think it did." So that's might insight for the day.

NOISES IN THE NIGHT

For the past two nights, something has fallen in the middle of the night. Saturday night, one of my decorative plates in the kitchen, fell out of it's hanger. It actually took out two other plates, on it's way down. It only actually destroyed one of them though. Last night, one of my husband's college decorations, fell from it's spot in the den. I suggested that, maybe we've awoken one of the gods. Meaning that, we've upset somone. My husband agreed.

I suppose that, you're all lost by now. I'm saying that, one of the many spirits in our lives, is upset. I'm also sure that, I know who it is. It's probably my late Mother-In-Law. I've been hard at it lately, investigating her death. For those who don't know, my Mother-In-Law, was murdered in her apartment in 1972. She lived alone, worked for NE Telephone Company, and was only 30 years old. At the time, she resided in, Chelsea Massachusetts. Her muder, still reamins unsolved.

Also at the time of her death, my husband and sister lived in our home state. The children, his father, new step-mother, and new half sister, had relocated here. According to my Father-In-Law, she worked many hours at her job. She also had a tendency, to party many hours as well. She was just not equipped to take care of two children. Being an orpahn herself, she was never taught how to be a parent. No maternal instinct I guess.

Yet, I've digressed I guess. I also, have a tendency to do that. So please bare with me. However, the more that we find out about her death, the more his Mother seems annoyed. Furthermore, the more obstacles we face in doing so. My Husband suggested that, she might be afraid that; we might find out some things, that might tarnish his image of her. He assured me that, it wouldn't. However, we wish that, we might one day, find all of the answers to her death.

FINDING PAT

According to my last post, I have been absent from my Blog since, September of last year. Appearently, I have been very busy. I think that, I just got bored, and had nothing great to write about. Furthermore, finding any information, regadring my late Mother-In-Law still exist. Our family now believes that, the Chelsea Massachusetts Police Department, are more crooked then ever.

Whereas, they never found out who murdered her, in November of 1972. Furthermore, they took it upon themselves to clean out her apartment. They caught wind that, she had no family living in the area, and took her belongings. My Father-In-Law blew a gasket, and demanded some of the items back. They did manage to return some of them.

Recently, I found out that, they had one suspect in my late Mother-In-Law's murder. This man, was also a suspect in a previous murder. The Motive was the same. However, they didn't have enought to hold him. Just as this man left the Chelsea Massachusetts Police Station, he was ran over and killed by a big, black car. Gee... isn't that conveient?

Last year, I also contact the Massachusetts State Police. I wanted a copy of the Police report. They informed me that, those files had since been destroyed. Conveient as well, don't you think? I also contacted a Detective in charge of the Massachusetts Cold Case Division. He suggested that, the Massachusetts DA, might still have those files. I never heard fom him again.

If you are interested in helping me do research on my late Mother-In-Law's behalf. I would apppreciate it. Whereas, I am out of state and... out of ideas. However, I did contact the Boston Globe this morning. I asked if, the would recover her murder story. I have yet to hear from them. Time will tell.

I STILL REMEMBER

Five years ago today, my son was in second grade. He was attending his second year, at St. Johns Catholic School. I was just getting into my car, when the school secretary said "an air plane just hit one of the Twin Towers in New York." I didn't think much of it, until I got home, and turned on the TV. This is when, I found out that, this was no accident. Not to mention that, I got home just in time to see, the second plane hit the second tower. I took me back, to the time of our Oklahoma City Bombing. That feeling of udder fear, fell over my body all over again. I didn't think that, I'd ever feel this way again.

I spent the remainder of the day, and the days following, just watching TV. Again, this happened following our bombing. However, at that time, my son was only 13 months old. I had not much else to do, put tend to him and watch TV. Although, after the bombing, I forgot how ever consuming that the TV would be. Again, I fell into a deep depression. In the days following, air travel was stopped. I can remember that, my Great Aunt Grace, had a hard time getting home.

My husband, our three boys and I, had just been on vacation to South Padre Island Texas the month before. Can you believe that, I havn't traveled by air since? My husband, had only once, for his Grandmother's funeral. Has September 11, 2001 effected my world? I would have to say, yes definetly. I still remember...