Everyone should know by now that I love Craigslist (and have a cyber-crush on founder Craig.) and check it daily. Usually I’m reading the missed connections and the personals, but today I clicked on Lost and Found.
Amid the missing i-pods and camera phones were two ads that caught my eye. Two people looking for their biological fathers. One who knows her fathers name, but can’t find him. A second who has stories passed to her by aunts, but no real idea who her father is.
I can not imagine how it must feel to have to post on Craigslist that you’re looking for your father. I take for granted that I grew up with both my parents (married over thirty years) all of my grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, and a family tree investigated by my grandparents. So in addition to my living relatives, I have information about anyone who ever lived on the farm back to the boat we came over on.
Most of the people I run with also have all of this information–still married parents, living grandparents, nearby families–so I never even think about having to post a missed connection for anything more than some guy I didn’t talk to on the train or lost and found for my own camera phone or a witty lost and found for fashion sense.
So thanks to my mom and dad and grandparents and great-grandparents and great-great-grandparents, etc, for staying a family for seven generations. That’s all I’m trying to say.
In case anyone can help these two find their biological dads, here are the ads.
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