Thankfully, the next day Mrs. Paige, (not sure of spelling), and I don't remember her first name either, came and got me. She was the person that arranged, and did all the legwork for the adoption. I never saw my bmother again, after that day. Mrs. Paige took me to the Sutcher's (not sure of spelling) house. This was to be my foster home for a while. They seemed like a nice enough family. Only thing I didn't like, was when they made me stay at the dinner table until I cleaned off my plate. Even though it had garbanzo beans on it! Oh no not garbanzo beans, anything but that! Needless to say their dog didn't even want them. I didn't have any problems with their dog either! He was a lovable mutt! I went to a new school, had to wear a uniform, with a tie. It was a Catholic school, as you might have guessed, named St. Phillips. Nuns included! I met the pastor of the church. And NO! He did not lay a hand on me, or molest me, in any way, shape or form! He told me that I was to be adopted by a wonderful couple by the name of Gus & Frieda. I would meet them, and their 16 year old daughter Lois, soon. But for now I needed to get used to my new school and make new friends.

So I met my future "A" family, and was placed in their home after about a two week stay at the Sutcher's. I guess it took about a year for the adoption to finalize. So on July 26,1967, I officially became the adopted son of Gustav & Elfrieda

Much of this information, I got from the original adoption documentation, that my adad, Gus gave to me in 1996. He told me, "To go find out who I am." Some of the stuff came from the State adoption records, and alot I just happen to remember. After all I was put up for adoption when I was 6 years old, and the adoption wasn't actually finalized until I was well over the age of 7. I probably remember too much for my own good. I'm sure the majority of the problems I had later in life, directly stemmed from my being put up for adoption at such a late age. Hey I'm not complaining. My aparents were the absolute most wonderful, godly couple that I have ever known! I know my Amom Frieda, and Adad Gus are both in Heaven looking down upon me and my family, at this very moment. I'm truly thankful and feel completely blessed to have been adopted by them! However, upon the death of my adad Gus, me and my sons, who carry his name, by the way, were summarily excluded from the will! Well, we did get a stipend of 10k, but the estate was worth well over 7 mil! Guess I truly did not deserve a reward, for being a drug addict and criminal, but what of my sons? What did they do to deserve this harsh reward? Alas, perhaps my aparents were not as Godly as I first mentioned. But I thank and love them for trying to raise me best they knew how.