I was born in Chicago Illinois on a pleasantly balmy may night,to Armstead and Madeline Cobb. My sister recalls being told all the time to be quiet mothers sick and you don't want to wake the baby..Susie was only two at the time and doesn't recall much other than the stairs were steep and you could see in between them as a fire escape stairs or bleachers. She was always afraid off falling through them.being two she didn't remember much but going and stay with our Grandparents while Daddy, mommy,and the Baby went to Florida.
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I was two years old and adopted by Cathy and Jack Price My parents. I have been told they were at an A.A. picnic and found me dirty and playing alone in a fountain. My Biological father let them adopt me as he couldn't seem to stay sober since his wife died there several months before in Miami Florida. My sister was with our Paternal grandparents in Selma, Alabama. She lived there until she was five when my Parents adopted her.
Susie has tried hard to remember things to satisfy my curious nature but rarely does a new fact come out. I have searched on ancestry websites for years thinking I have it then running into a blind spot. I think my Mother was from Miami as my sister also was born there,but who or what was in Chicago then?My curiosity won't go away even though I am in my sixties,will I live to find the answer to this mystery?










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Thanks for taking the SatWE challenge in such a personal way and I'm pleased to feature it on Gather Writing Essential.
Sounds like you had great adoptive parents.
Some states have changed laws through the years, where there are now open records perviding the one seeking is of majority. There are instances as well, where if it can be proven that there is a medical reason one can pursue having the court records opened up in states where there are no open records. Of course this would benefit only an adoptee who has knowledge of thier adoption, and enough information to know what court to seek the records. For those of us on the other side of the fence such as myself, very little options exsist, beyond non identifying information from the adoption agency, and adoption web sites where your information can be stored in hopes of someone seeing it. Years of research and dead ends, are about all I have managed in nearly 30 years of searching. Even though I do have so much more than when I first started, I am still no where closer to making headway. And as the years fly by, I feel less confident that I will ever find him and fufill a promise made years ago.
I hope for you that the mystery, one day soon, will be solved. And you finally have the answers you seek. Best of luck on your journey, Jules.