OF THE INTERNET
story is from Betty LaRobardiere, and how she was able to find her
family through the internet. Betty has visited them this summer and
fall, and says it was a wonderful experience. Many thanks to Betty for
sharing this with us and giving hope, in this new year, to
all who have yet to make that connection.
From my early teens I had know that I was adopted. From the adoption
papers I learned the names of my birth parents, my place of birth and the
orphanage where I was placed.
was twenty, in 1944, I drove to the town of my birth and paid fifty cents
for a copy of my birth certificate. I talked to some local folks
and received a few facts and a great deal of undocumented information.
My birth parents, who were never married to each other, owned businesses
nearby. I visited my mother and her present husband’s small restaurant
and saw pictures of her six adult children that she had displayed on the
back counter. It was as if I was looking in the mirror. I spoke only
a few words to my mother. She asked me to come back after her husband left
for work. She said that we could talk then but I took it as another rejection
so I left town. I never went to see my father. As the years passed
I often thought of that visit. After all it was a small town and
surely my sudden appearance and continued questions did not go unnoticed.
Today I would not have done that but at that time good judgement was not
one of my strong points.
I decided to try again. It all started with the help of our local
librarian. She used the computer to find addresses for the various
town historians and the Adirondack Genealogical-Historical Society.
I wrote to them all and then waited impatiently for answers. They were
very helpful in sending me, by slow mail, a great deal of data.
This took to
long, I had to have a computer. I wanted everything as fast as I
could get it. My grandchildren and great-grandchildren all
learned to use one, so could I too! With their help I learned the basics,
got on the Internet, and set at my quest for everything I could find.
I found several genealogical web sites and left help messages on everyone
with all the data I had from the obituaries I had received.
Not a lot happened until February
2000 when I received an email message from a young man in California.
He had seen one of my postings, and said the man I was looking for was
his grandfather. Furthermore, the young man’s father was alive, and
for days after my newfound family and I burned up the Internet exchanging
August I made the trip to see my brother and his family. There are
no words to describe that wonderful feeling seeing each other for the first
time. We talked for hours. Being younger then I, he did not know
my mother, but he did know some of her first husband’s relatives.
He had me call a lady he knew of and she had startling news for me.
I had a sister who lived in the area! I was stunned and probably
speechless, but with this wonderful lady’s help, I soon recovered enough
to call – and meet – my new, found sister. It turns out that we were our
birth mother’s two younger daughters, and she had given us both up at birth.
of the Internet bought great joy to three senior siblings and their families
by finally reuniting us all, and it continues to help us keep in contact
as often as we wish, over the miles that can never again keep us apart.
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