I'm an Anderson

I've always known I was an Anderson.  I grew up a Ross... but my Dad was adopted.  

The narrative that my Dad was told may not be true and I'm about to find out.

My Dad thinks he was the only one they didn't take back...




and Frank (Rusty) was haunted his entire life...

he talked only briefly about the day my dad was taken away... and until his dying day, he cried about it.






My Grandmother's kids were all taken, and only Rusty tried to go back


Sally (on the left) was in foster care until she was 18...


Rusty... has died, and I'm having a call with his daughters on Wed... so I'll get more info



There are far too many secrets and I pray I can find out some things that will offer healing to my father.

Lord, free all of them. I'm thankful I have more family... and some of them, only 2 hours away!!


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