a slip of paper
actually, there was no adoption, simply a childless couple in their late 30s who took a little girl from a hospital in gary, indiana whom had been abandoned by her birth parents.
the beauty of this story is that the little girl grew up to have 8 children and her baby, held dearly in her heart a slip of paper: a birth certificate which contained accurate information!
from this birth certificate, the baby girl traced the birth mother of her mother to a gravesite in cleveland ohio and her father to spring hill cemetary in wellsville, ohio. the journey continued to find the birth of her great-great-great grandfather in 1846 in fredericksburg, virginia, with his father listed as ‘henry’. henry, the name he gave his second son of whom she is decendant.
on my mother’s paternal line, i found her father, frank’s in a veteran’s cemetary and his parents on a 1900 census record. His mom, Artie, was the daughter of a frank and harriett from kentucky, who moved to ohio. i have stood at the gravesites, and on the steps of homes, and stood in the sanctuary where the children of peter and julia worshiped, married, and were eulogized.
all because of a slip of paper!
when others say it cannot be done, remember, one slip of paper can be the key to unlocking the unknown past and drawing it into the present.