Evie and I met in high school, and were married right after. Three years later we thought we had grown up, and decided to end the relationship. Fast forward 35 years, and I had no idea where she was. It was my birthday the day it occurred to me to try to find her. Five minutes on your site, and I had her phone number. I called her, left a message, and less than 10 minutes later she called me back. The first words out of her mouth were "Happy Birthday!" I couldn't believe she remembered. We're getting married again this summer. The difference this time is that we're sure it's forever.
— Ron S., TX
I grew up a foster kid, and one thing that brought me comfort, and still does, was music. I had a walkman and a Jimmy Buffet tape I brought with me wherever I went. The only thing I had been told about my birth parents was that they were musicians and I often fantasized that the tape was their gift to me before they gave me away. Ridiculous, I know – but true. Last year, I took a job managing a music store in a mall. I connected immediately with a co-worker of mine, who (it later came out) was also adopted after being in foster care. Over a number of months we discovered we had a lot of other things in common, including the same birthday and a love for Jimmy Buffet. Like a lightning bolt it hit me that my connection to my co-worker could be something more, so one day I asked her if she was ever given any information about her birth parents. Turns out she knew her birth mother's name, but not anything else. I went to your site and looked for her mom's name with our city and state. It took a few different searches, but I finally narrowed it down to two separate people I thought it could be. I used the information in that background check to contact both via telephone, feeling like I was really going out on a limb. It was the best decision I've made in my life so far though because it was through one of those contacts that I found my co-worker's birth mother. I also found out she has a fraternal twin, who just happens to be me! I love telling this story because despite growing up alone, I now have a sister and a mom.
— Jen G., FL