Yesterday afternoon I received a call from Michael.

He started by saying I think I am the son you have been searching for for 48 years. Over an hour later we finally hung up. Of course I had told my children and ex about writing to him, so I notified them.

Today, Sunday, I am still trying to take it in. I felt so bold in taking the first step to ask for help, then to find him and write a letter was more difficult than anything I had had to do for a long, long time. I just gave him time to reply and he finally did. 

He works out of town and his mail was just stacked up for him. He picked it up and my letter fell out. He said that he had not cried as he did then since he was little. Of course we exchanged phone numbers and e-mail addresses. My sons are going to write and send pictures. A mere thank you is not enough I know, but it is the best I can do.

I will not hesitate to refer you to others if they need services such as yours. This was certainly the right time to pursue this quest. Thank you for all you did.