For me, this road began 9 months before I was born - in October, 1944 when I was conceived. I now know who my parents were and I have to believe that at that time, with the raging of World War II on everybody's mind and in everybody's life, that my parents, as young as they were, were overwhelmingly affected by it all. I imagine their conversations about the possibility of my father entering the service and the long term prospects of that. Would he ever return? Would he be the same person after returning? (My father did join the Navy in 1945). I imagine their need to reach out for love and closeness at the time and completely understand the beginnings of their yet to be born daughter. As an adult, I continued to wonder about who these people were and in 1982 began the search for their identity. They are now real people to me even though they are long deceased and I relish the thought of my upcoming trip to Connecticut to meet my only surviving close family member, my brother. Over the years I became heavily involved in the genealogy community, learning skills that would help me find my family. During this time I began to help others in their quest for unknown ancestors, whether they were adoptees or just someone stumbling over a brick wall. Over the past couple of years, I have become more and more involved with the Adoption and DNA communities. It has all evolved with a group of dedicated people into a new company being formed to help others find those family mysteries with the help of DNA - DNAGedcom, LLC.
We have announced the launch of a new website DNAGedcom.
Thank you, Cece Moore, my friend, colleague and mentor, for posting this to your blog YourGeneticGenealogist.