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He was born in Philadelphia, then adopted to a family in Milroy PA. Apparently my great grandfather worked at Millers Junkyard, knew the family that was looking to adopt and they had met my biological mother, how many times, I'm not sure. After she died in august 1983 from an auto accident, we took him up state to give him to the family, we also have family in Lewistown, PA. He then had visits with some of the family then stopped for some reason. I was put into foster care through Philadelphia, then adopted after our mother was killed in a car accident. I have been with the same family since 1976. We also have an older sister who lives in Philadelphia. We all have the same mother.
I do have pictures from the day we went up with him. He has brown eyes and brown hair...we was sitting up.
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