I had a peek at my Decree Of Adoption, in my adoptive parents' bedroom, when I was a kid, so, I've known most of my life that my birth name was Tina Marie Price.
On 10/21/1977, I had a visit from the Los Angeles County Adoptions at my request. I was verbally given a non-id, followed up with a recap letter, about a week later, only, I didn't know it was called a non-id until about a year ago.
In the 1980's, I drove to the address of the hospital. I was born at. It was a vacant lot. The lady at the nearest building said that the hospital was demolished years ago, and USC bought the property. After spending hours being shuffled from one building to another I was finally given my birth mother's name, Price, Mary G., and the hospital patient file no.'s for both of us. This is all of the information I ever obtained in 30 years. Try as I might, I was never able to obtain anything else.
In 2010, both my adoptive parents were deceased. I came into possession of not only my own Decree Of Adoption, but, also my adoptive brother's, as well. Decree Of Adoption in hand, I started calling Los Angeles Post Adoptions. They said they only have 13 employees, and they were back logged thousands of cases.
After 3 years of calling, Post Adoptions finally ordered my file in June, 2013. On 6/14/2013, I obtained the exact date of my birth mother, 8/27/1941. I was also told that my birth mother's name is Mary Christian Price, not Mary G. Price.
Based on the new information, my husband sent away for a California marriage certificate with a Mary C. Price. When received, the birth date was correct, but the name was Mary Cristina Price, not Mary Christian or Mary G. From my non-id, we knew that my maternal grandmother was also adopted, and that my maternal grandfather was Jewish and owned a newspaper stand. We searched for the names for the bride's parents given on the marriage certificate. Rosemary Price, née De Wilde, is listed in the 1920 census as an adopted daughter. George Price is listed in the 1940 census as Polish, Jewish, occupation, newspaper. We later discovered that Mary's middle name is not Cristina, it was Mary Georgia Price. Unfortunately, Mary Georgia Price died on 5/19/1996 in Arizona. This was devastating. My non-id says that my birth mother never told my birth father about the pregnancy.
We obtained a death certificate for Rosemary Price, also known as Rosemary Hosin. Her ashes are at a cemetery in California. I called the cemetery. Mary gave the information for the death certificate. The cemetery gave me the name of Mary's sister. I found her on the internet within minutes after hanging up the phone.
On 8/10/2013, we met with Mary's sister, my birth aunt. We asked as many questions as we could. Where did the name Hosin come in? We were hoping it was Rosemary's birth name. Nope. My non-id says that in her early teens, my birth mother went to Juvenile Court to try to get help for the family, because her mother became unfit. She was separated from the family and sent off to school. I asked Mary's sister what happened to Mary. Mary's sister talked about how Mary went to court to try to get help from the family and was sent off to school. I had chills. We then told her that I was adopted and we think Mary was my birth mother. I read her my entire non-id. She didn't want to take a DNA test. She did refer me to Mary's daughter, and said if anybody knows anything, she would know.
After talking to Mary's daughter for about a month, she sent her toothbrush to a private DNA company. On 9/25/2013, DNA results showed 99.95% for 1/2 sisters. We did it, we found my maternal birth family.
On Saturday, 10/19/2013, my 1/2 sister flew from out of state and we met for the very first time. She stayed with us for my birthday on 10/22. While she was staying with us, we both met our uncle for the first time.
On 12/29/2013, we had Sunday brunch with my birth aunt, her daughter which is my cousin, her husband, and her daughter, which is my first cousin, once removed. They live in Korea and flew out for the holidays.
On Monday, 2/24/2014, we drove out of state to meet my 1/2 brother and his wife for the first time. It was his birthday. My 1/2 sister and brother-in-law flew in from out of state. All of us are 1/2 siblings, same mother, all 3 different fathers. They organized the entire thing and wanted to be there to facilitate the meeting. His wife's daughters and their boyfriends all showed up to welcome me into the family.
We still have no idea who my birth father is. For now, at least I have my maternal birth family.