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This little Christmas Story actually started about a month ago but came into total focus on Christmas Day.
I will try to make this as brief as possible but will need to set it up some.
For the MOST part, I never really had a father. My life for the better portion has been full of lies and deception from my family.
Even my heritage was unknown and the lies were not even consistant.
First I was Italian, then I was part Spanish and part Italian.
Then I was Costillian Spanish.
First my Mom and dad were supposedly divorced then I found out in my late teens that my mom and alledged father were never married.
I have met my father maybe 20 times total in my life. The last time I saw him was in 1973. I was 13. In 1975 I dropped the last letter off my name just to alter it enough to have nothing to do with the man who to me, deserted me or was never a dad to me anyway. My mother would not "ok" an actual change of my name and as I grew older, it just became a pain in the rump roast to do it officially so I just lived with the AKA and still do to this day.
Have not seen him since.
In a letter written to me by my mother, about a few weeks before her death......apparantly she knew she was at the end of her...life.
She came somewhat clean with the lies and it was backed up by a "friend" of hers and the blanks were filled in as well by her that it was an Affair that my mom had with my "father" or the man who "fathered me" and that HE had another family somewhere in New York. My mother died of cancer in 1994. (I was 34 friggin years old)
I spent alot of time trying to track the man down to no avail. He covered his tracks pretty damn well. He owned a business in the Bronx that I know about but it was closed down many many years ago.
I could not even find out any trace of my Heritage or HIS side of the family.
Events happened that led me to be where I am today and in the field I am in today. IF not for those events, every single one of them, I would not be where I am today and what I am about to tell you would not have happened.
An injury, a fire and a catasrophy. The fact that I decided to take care of my grandmother on my own as opposed to dumping her in a convalecent home and the fact that a company I worked for in public relations got sued and went out of business because wome asswipe misrepresented the company which led me to go into pipefitting where I got injured which led me to be home the day an electrical fire started which gave me the ability to get my very sick grandmother out of the house in time and call the fire department prior to the alarms going off which, for that extra three minutes, safed the house and the lives therein but pused my grandmother over the edge to move out of that house where I then purchased another home in south Jersey and after about three years of not working and being a home health aid, made me go into the medical field.....purchase a computer and find the TMF chatroom where I could not go with WEB TV which is what I had sice 1998 and now being the year 2001 where I met, shygirl, who was on line coming out of the closet somewhat to experience finally a real tickle session with someone because of the 9/11 Disaster where she and I met and became a couple after she and her soon to be x husband began divorce preceedings subsequently making me decide to move to NY State and go to work for a Lab where, last month or so, this lady comes into the lab for bloodwork.🙄
Normally I would not have even been working in that lab that day but since another employee of the company was on disability and another was sent elsewhere and subsequently fired, I was transfered from what was to be my home work base to another facility or patient service center where I called this next patient into the drawing room.
She remarked, after seeing my name tag that, "if you added an S onto your name, that was my Maiden name".
I responded: "well, as a matter of fact, there is an S on my name but I dropped it off in 1975 for personal reasons as a rebellion against my so called Father".
After further conversation of me explaining all I knew of my father and his business he owned and the next day me bringing in pictures of him, it turned out that HER Uncle(fathers' brother) was MY FATHER!
She is MY First Cousin....and I have a half brother and sister living in NY......and a boat load of other cousins all in the NY area along with HER (my first cousin and patient of mine in the lab) live 10ish minutes away from my home here in Rockland County and only a few minutes away from where I work!
This past Christmas Day, I had a huge family UNION not even a REunion since I never met or knew of these people before. I found my heritage which is Italian(Naples, Italy). There are still more I have to meet including my Half brother and sister who could not be there that day and are about to find out of MY existance.
TTD
