I was watching Desperate Housewives
this past week (yes, I admit I watch it – a girl friend got me into the program last season and I haven’t been able to stop)and one of the lead characters found out she had a parent perviously unknown to her. As an adoptee myself, I’ve often wondered what it might be like to meet my parents — especially my father. Unfortunately, I have very little information about my birth-family. In Manitoba (where I was born) the laws are still somewhat…conservative. And they’re geared toward protecting the parents – not the child. As such, I can’t find out anything about my family legitimately. An adoption group found out a fair bit about my mother’s family for me while I was in University, but I’ve learned nothing since.
Obviously, my mother (Barbara Currie would be her maiden name) knows I exist. And through that adoption group I was in contact with at the University, I discovered I have an uncle – Ron Currie. The birth certificate had my family name blacked out: readable through the ink as "Currie". If anyone out there by chance can piece this scant information together and get me more details about these people, I’d be very grateful. The adoption occurred in 1970 or 1971. (And a high school picture I located about Ron Currie who went to a highschool in the St. Boniface neighborhood of Winnipeg, Manitoba looks astonishingly like me….it’s really quite scary.)
Other family details I’ve acquired include:
- The Currie family lived in Winnipeg’s St. Boniface area in 1970-71,
- my father may not know I exist; and I don’t have any data on him,
- for some reason, the researcher seemed to think the Currie family was somehow involved with the railway, and
- the Curries may have moved away from Winnipeg shortly after the adoption, settling elsewhere in Canada or peerhaps the United States.
Furthermore, I offer this as an open note to a possible family member: I’m told there’s often a lot of worry amongst those who’ve put children up for adoption about meeting their children years afterward. Mostly what I have are questions; and while open to cultivating a new relatinoship with just about anyone – birth-relative or not – if no interest in prolonged contact exists, be assured that I’d be satisfied with a single opportunity to chat or meet. I’m perfectly willing to respect the wishes of anyone finding themselves as my parent – whatever they may be.