As an adopted child, I soon realized my life was good. I didn't feel abandoned by the birth parents I never knew. I was just a few days old when my adoptive parents took me to my new home, a small town in Ohio. When I was quite young my adoptive mother told me that my biological mother was 13-years-old when I was born, one of the few facts she knew. Who were these people? Did I look like them? Do I have brothers and sisters? After I married and had children, I questioned what should my two children know about my side of their biological heritage. This is the story of my incredible search and...