My Sister and I found out from DNA testing that we have a half brother. He grew up about 30 miles from us.
Similar happened with my dad: He was adopted as a new born. He spent many years tracking down both of his natural parents. Found his natural mom in the late 80's. She never told her husband at the time. She talked to him briefly on the phone, but threatened to commit suicide if he told her husband.
Further research, found he had two half sisters. He did contact the half sisters and kept in touch with them until his death a year ago. In 1990 we traveled to New Jersey to meet his half sisters and family. My most memorable part of that was going to New York. Also memorable is when I went home a few days before my parents and convinced the flight attendant to give me a beer (I was 18 at the time). Probably the best beer I've ever had haha.
Due to NY laws, he couldn't find out who his father was. That law was changed a few years ago and he was able to confirm who his father was. Due to agenices/research he had it narrowed down to 3 people and one was correct. Found out he had another half sister on his dad's side. He contacted her, she was able to fly out and visit with him.
So I've never been into it much, but it always bothered my dad. His sister was also adopted and didn't want to know anything about her natural parents. So just depends on the situation and personality. It did bother my dad that he didn't get to talk to his mother much. Possibly because he didn't have the best relationship with his adopted parents, and his adopted mom died in the early 80's. Adopted dad was quite open that he never wanted children and that bothered him as well. He was about an 8 hour drive. Probably visited with him around 5 times in my life.
I think my Dad had an idea that he had a child before my sister and I were born as he would sometimes joke by saying "well you never know, someday someone might knock on the door and say hi Dad". We didn't find out about our brother until about 3 years after my Dad passed away. Funny thing is that two of my Dads friends had the exact same thing happen to them by finding out towards the end of their lives that they had other children. This DNA testing and matching is going to upset the apple cart in some peoples lives as some are going to find out that they had children that they did not know about, or the kids they thought were theirs are not biologically theirs.
My Sister has done a lot of research of our family genealogy, and has made some pretty interesting discoveries such as it going back into the 1700's in France and Germany. We both have 9% Native American Ancestry from Cherokee and Comanche tribes.
I read that's the main effect that 23 and me had: Lots of people finding out that their parents aren't actually their parents, or that they have half siblings they didn't know about.
Since I've been with my wife for almost 20 years, at least they wouldn't want child support at this point haha.
Well not necessarily. I know a guy that was taken to court over 20 years after he fathered a child, and the mother disappeared with the baby and could not be found. 20 years later he gets served to appear in court for back child support. He ended up having to pay her 18 years of back support even though he tried to find the mother when she disappeared. The court said he should have been saving the child support all these years. This was probably close to 30 years ago when this went down and in California which explains a lot.
My dad's first cousin Johnny (since passed away) came to see my dad years ago to ask him if he knew why he couldn't find his birth certificate? My dad was much older than Johnny was, he said he needed it for security clearance for a job.
My Dad told me he is looking in the wrong state, my Aunt was sent away to have Johnny. I asked him why didn't you tell Johnny he said he has plenty of uncle's and aunt's I'm not getting into that hornets nest.
I never knew how Merrill Bagley (my Mother's grandfather ) died until my son found the newspaper article online. The only thing my mom told me was she never met any of her grandparents because they had passed away before she was born. View attachment 615531
That's pretty neat that he was a blacksmith. My great uncle, brother to my 2nd great grandfather, was a blacksmith in Las Vegas, NM. There had to be a lot of blacksmiths back then, they were responsible for a lot of stuff besides shoeing animals. They made buggies and carriages, hinges and latches, locks, cookware, all kinds of stuff.
