Posted on June 3rd, 2011 by David R. Ford
Father’s Day can be a strange time for adopted kids. Even those of us who were raised by wonderful adoptive parents may still harbor strong feelings—even if it’s just curiosity—about our unseen birth fathers. In my case I found my birth mother later in life and had a long, complicated relationship with her. And yet her husband of more than 50 years (who was my biological father) steadfastly refused to have any contact with me or the other three children they gave up for adoption. He died without giving us the chance to understand him, and the shadow that hangs permanently over him leaves me with bittersweet thoughts on Father’s Day.