I always knew I was different. I didn’t have a dad. No one talked about him. I remember around age 6ish making up a story about my dad. That way if anyone asked, I had a reply. Well my mom found out and slowly through the my childhood I learned about my dad and his family. This is my story of my 40 year long journey of finding the brothers I have loved without knowing that they loved me back.
As a child I only knew the following;
My dad was Alexander Cook Hett. He was handsome. He was a Marine and had 2 sons. His wife’s name was Glenda. Apparently was an excellent bowler.(very important information to remember)… He also wanted to name me Gloria. (I’m definitely NOT a Gloria. Thanks Mom). I HAD 2 BROTHERS. And to this day I remember that feeling of wanting to be a sister.
The Reunion of Hett Children 