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| Jane |
“You can go on to have other children.” As a young woman, I had heard these
words in countless soap operas, read them in teen magazines and advice columns,
as social workers urged young women into giving up their children for adoption. After
I placed my first daughter Rebecca for adoption in 1966, I did go on to have three more daughters that I raised. The oldest of these
Anne, was born five years after
Rebecca and turned 40 last month. As our family celebrated Anne’s birthday, I
reflected on the circumstances of her birth, so different than that of my first
daughter.
Rebecca was conceived in Fairbanks, Alaska. Several months before her birth I went to San Francisco where she was born and surrendered. I knew no one there. My family was in Illinois and Southern California and I did not tell