Posted by Tex on 2012/12/11 8:11:35 (208 reads)
 A few have responded since I first posted this over a year ago. God has pinged my heart to keep looking. Have you ever had a part of your soul that feels like something is missing?
My name is Scott James Dowdell. I graduated from Olean High School in ’79, went to college and graduated from Cornell in ’83. I was born on April 12, 1961. My biological father is James Allen Foster and my mother is Joyce Marion Clifford. I have a brother whose birth name is Gregory Allen Foster. He was born January 3, 1958 at Olean General Hospital. I’ve never met him. When mom was pregnant with me our parents engaged in a bitter divorce. Mom went to Texas where I was born. Gregory was given up for adoption, possibly by a family in Portville.
About 10 years ago, after my two daughters were born, I tried to call Jim Foster (my dad) but was told he was deceased. It wasn’t true; he actually died several years later (2003). I was curious about my geneology and medical history that I was passing onto my girls. I am 49 now, and Gregory is 53.
I have a brother Jeff and two sisters Laurie and Sharon, whom I love very much; there is no doubt about that. I love my life with the family I have here in Red Lion, PA.
There is just a piece of my heart that asks that daunting question: brother, where art thou?
Scott Dowdell
(717) 870-7086
sdowdell@topflight.com
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