Corryn
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Hi everyone
A few years ago, I learned that my father had a son. My dear old aunt slipped one day
and let the cat out of the bag. When I was growing up, child support notices used to come to the house and my father would say that the system is sending them to our house by mistake, because my father had full custody of me and my two sisters.
I can kick myself now!
They were really child support payments for my Brother!
One day my two sisters were on the bus and they noticed a younger boy (younger than them) get on the bus and sit down. They both gawked at him the whole ride, and when they got off the bus they both remarked to each other how the kid was the spitting image of Daddy.
They called me a few hours later and I told them it probably was our brother!
They thought I was kidding, but I wasn't.
Flash back ten years before that time. My cousin received a letter addressed to my father from a woman saying that her son would love to meet his real dad and his family. My cousin was so excited and thought my dad would be, too, seeing as how the kid graduated from The Bronx High School of Science and had a full ride scholarship to college, Daddy was not under any obligation - she just wanted her and his son to know his family and to be present at his high school graduation - no strings attached.
My cousin brought that letter to my father at my wedding (16 years ago). Cousin thought Daddy would want to share the good news at a big family gathering, but instead, Daddy got angry at cousin for opening his mail - his mail that was sent to my cousin's address. She felt bad for snooping, and she was told to keep her nouth shut.
Well, Saturday night we went to Cousin's daughters bachellorette party (the 80's Prom in Manhattan) and afterwards we were sitting outside on Third Avenue enjoying the night and I mentioned something to cousin, about my knowing about my brother and what did she know about him? (Her mother is the one that slipped)
That's when she told me.
I felt horrible. Me and one of my sisters were going nuts trying to pry all the information we could out of my cousin. She said the only thing she can remember was that the boy looked Just Like My Father and his name was Steven, and of course, was born in The Bronx and had an Italian last name (Mother's maiden name).
The kid would be about 28 - 30 right now.
When I was around 14 or 15, my extended family were at my Grampa's house (where I grew up) and they were all in the kitchen talking. Of course I was snooping, hiding on the stairs listening to the adults talk like all good kids do
My aunt, the one that slipped, said, Are you ever going to tell the girls?
Daddy said, Never, Aunt Ev, I'm never going to tell them. They don't need to know.
Since that time that conversation has stuck in my head and I always wondered exactly what Aunt Evelyn and Daddy were talking about. I was so thrilled to finally find out the secret when Aunt Ev slipped to me years later!
Since my dad had to pay child support, my dad's name would be on the guys birth certificate. I really would like to find my long lost brother, and I tried looking into these search engines but they want first and last names. I can't afford to spend an arm and a leg on a private investigator.
Can anyone put me on the right path?
Thanks!

A few years ago, I learned that my father had a son. My dear old aunt slipped one day

I can kick myself now!
They were really child support payments for my Brother!
One day my two sisters were on the bus and they noticed a younger boy (younger than them) get on the bus and sit down. They both gawked at him the whole ride, and when they got off the bus they both remarked to each other how the kid was the spitting image of Daddy.
They called me a few hours later and I told them it probably was our brother!
They thought I was kidding, but I wasn't.
Flash back ten years before that time. My cousin received a letter addressed to my father from a woman saying that her son would love to meet his real dad and his family. My cousin was so excited and thought my dad would be, too, seeing as how the kid graduated from The Bronx High School of Science and had a full ride scholarship to college, Daddy was not under any obligation - she just wanted her and his son to know his family and to be present at his high school graduation - no strings attached.
My cousin brought that letter to my father at my wedding (16 years ago). Cousin thought Daddy would want to share the good news at a big family gathering, but instead, Daddy got angry at cousin for opening his mail - his mail that was sent to my cousin's address. She felt bad for snooping, and she was told to keep her nouth shut.
Well, Saturday night we went to Cousin's daughters bachellorette party (the 80's Prom in Manhattan) and afterwards we were sitting outside on Third Avenue enjoying the night and I mentioned something to cousin, about my knowing about my brother and what did she know about him? (Her mother is the one that slipped)
That's when she told me.
I felt horrible. Me and one of my sisters were going nuts trying to pry all the information we could out of my cousin. She said the only thing she can remember was that the boy looked Just Like My Father and his name was Steven, and of course, was born in The Bronx and had an Italian last name (Mother's maiden name).
The kid would be about 28 - 30 right now.
When I was around 14 or 15, my extended family were at my Grampa's house (where I grew up) and they were all in the kitchen talking. Of course I was snooping, hiding on the stairs listening to the adults talk like all good kids do

My aunt, the one that slipped, said, Are you ever going to tell the girls?
Daddy said, Never, Aunt Ev, I'm never going to tell them. They don't need to know.
Since that time that conversation has stuck in my head and I always wondered exactly what Aunt Evelyn and Daddy were talking about. I was so thrilled to finally find out the secret when Aunt Ev slipped to me years later!
Since my dad had to pay child support, my dad's name would be on the guys birth certificate. I really would like to find my long lost brother, and I tried looking into these search engines but they want first and last names. I can't afford to spend an arm and a leg on a private investigator.
Can anyone put me on the right path?
Thanks!