At the age of three, my unmarried mother gave me to another couple saying she hoped to come back for me sometime. She never did. This was 1937.I stayed with my foster parents untill I married in 1957. I loved my foster parents dearly and never asked them any questions about my real parents.
When all the celebrations were going on for the new Millenium, (2000), I contacted my birth mother and asked her who my father was.She was very nervous but very honest and full of apologies for what she had done. I was very surprised when I was told. Three years later (2003), My son-in-law got me interested in the family tree. From this I found out my real father had died in 1961,and on making further enquiries, found his grave 1½miles from my house.It was a very emotional moment. He is buried in the same grave as his parents,my Grandparents I have also found out that he never married. My birth mother died in 2005 aged 90 years. DEEGEE.
