The first time I found out I was adopted.

It was the holidays. I can remember I was young about 6. Our cousins were all there. I remember I made Kay mad. She rejoiced in telling me that Larry and I were adopted. At that young age I did not understand what that entailed. I did not understand what it meant at the time, but I learned in a hurry. You have to understand this part of my life. All of a sudden my Aunts and Uncles became my brothers and sisters and all of my cousins became my nieces and nephews. I can remember when I was younger it was very hard to explain to anybody. I just told them it was to mixed up

to understand. How could I explain if I did not understand myself.