North East Post Adoption Service - Adoption Narratives - Alex

We lived together and Amanda just sought of disappeared in to the backness.  So mam didn’t push it very much because she had me as being the first born she wouldn’t part with me and the grandparents wouldn’t let her get me adopted which is one god blessing I did have and we went on all through school, right through me life I’ve had disabilities with me legs.  I was born with ………….talipes, and used to wear irons and specially made boots but that didn’t stop me from getting around and playing with the kids; going to see the grandparents.  Me mam got married in 1951 again because Maureen’s dad and my dad, we just didn’t know where he was.  We heard he had been sank in the North Atlantic but there was no information coming forward so mam just left it and left it and we never heard anything and she got divorced.  In ’51 she married my step-father, we lived together with er, unfortunately, his mother who was about eighty five when she died and she was a real old fashioned lady, everything was so.  I went to schools, lived me life and finished me schooling at Northumberland Road Secondary School.  And from there I joined the butchers, learned a trade as a butchers and mam started really pushing for me to try and find me sister.  I tried from 12 year old with the help of some of the teachers at the school and different people but every lead I got we’d go there and it stopped.  Nobody knew where Maureen was or anything.  So mam just kept saying, ‘we’ll try and find her, we’ll try and find her’ and I says, ‘yes we’ll try and find her mam, definitely’.  Through my life I’ve been in the Royal Air Force which I was in a nurse but unfortunately with the disability I had they discharged me disabled.  I’ve drove taxis, I’ve drove wagons, I’ve drove buses, I’ve been a butcher erm and I just lived my life and kept going to the library and going to the courts but I had no leads or anything to follow everything had gone really cold.  So we live there with me mam and when I was nineteen I got married.  I’ve got four children to my first wife and er, we parted but I still lived near me mam.  I always looked after me mam no matter.  If she had a partner or not I was there for mam.  And then mam started really getting anxious to try and find Amanda but we just had no luck what so ever.  I mean I had lots of connections with being on the taxis and travelling up and down the country I could go to different places and try and to find where she was but unfortunately no luck and as time went by I grew older and got a little bit more wiser er, mam had had a hard life but there was one thing she said, ‘there are two things I would love to do before I die son.  I would love to go abroad, I’d love to fly and ……….sorry [crying]

 

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To see what living and searching does for you.  You have your good times and you have your bad times, you’ve got your sad times and you’ve got your happy times.  As I was saying mam said, I want to see my daughter before I d………So I did everything I could.  I was there for me mam twenty four seven, although I didn’t live with her, with being married and that.  I was there twenty four seven for her.  So I got married a second time, I should have said, I tried it once and didn’t like it but I was a fool.  Got married a second time and I’ve got three children to the second wife.  One’s my eldest son John and the other one I just don’t take any notice of Sharon and my youngest now is coming up to twenty two and she’s got a lovely granddaughter I see every week.  Unfortunately just this last, this last year she’s gone away, she’s moved up into the country to give her and the bairn a better life.  But getting back to the story er, I search and everything for mam.  I done numerous jobs, wrote different letters and everything but had no help what so ever.  And the family sort of dispersed after the grandparents died, got married moved away and everything and mam just lived in or around Newcastle.  She didn’t move out.  I was there for her all the time and, as I said, I helped her through her life and about nineteen ninety six mam said, ‘look I know I’ve not got long to go, pull all the stops out son and try and find your sister’.  So I promised me mam I would do that.  I went to the Sunderland records office, I went to Newcastle records office, I went back to Whitley Bay courts.  There was just no trace, no trace what so ever, even of the adoption and I just started to get a bit disheartened.  And then one day in 2000 I was taking me son to work and going back and pick him up from work on