What an amazing story! The strength of Tracy, Kathy, and their mom, Deb just takes my breath. Such injustice to women of all generations and from the trauma, true loving hearts of strong women! This is a wonderful story. Thanks
I really need to read Tracy's book. My family's story is related, but only tangentially due to my parents being at the vanguard of cross-racial adoption in the early to late-sixties. First, adopting my oldest brother in Tanzania when they lived there, and then arranging for the younger of my older brother's adoption in the States. The younger was a biracial kid who, according to the story, was relinquished to the foster system when he was 9 months old because his bio-mom was so overwhelmed parenting alone. Her family disowned her when she got pregnant by a Black man, and he left the picture quickly. That abandonment created deep wounds that my brother never recovered from, likely contributing to his long history of addiction and early death.
It makes me really happy to see how Tracy and Kathy have come together as family now. My mom and oldest brother and I are still working on it.
Wow, Asha, that's a lot of layers. Adoption really can create such deep wounds. I've witnessed it in my own life, too. I think you'd find Tracy's book really interesting!
What an interesting multi-layered story. I felt grief and sadness about the back story and then was uplifted by their love for one another. I’ll be sitting with this for a while. Thank you for bringing it forward.
Who wouldn’t order this incredible book after your amazing introduction to Tracy’s unique story?
My first feeling of rage over racism came from seeing the photo of Emmett Till’s mutilated face after his lynching in August 1955.
Then I joined the Montgomery bus boycott campaign after Rosa Parks heroic protest.
King’s leadership remains my model of nonviolent resistance. As an octogenarian I have little belief that our country has the ability to produce someone like King in my lifetime.
Yet Tracy’s book surely inspires the confidence that we need desperately in the midst of this war and despotism. Thank you! DD
I appreciate how you help me think Courtney. I've read Tracy's answer to your first question so far and realize I'm living something of my mother's life. I was 16 when she died and she was 59. I'm approaching my 59th birthday and heading out on a trip to a large family gathering. Wondering what nuggets of her may surface and what questions may arise in my mind to pepper or pester my siblings with(I'm the youngest of 9).
What an amazing story! The strength of Tracy, Kathy, and their mom, Deb just takes my breath. Such injustice to women of all generations and from the trauma, true loving hearts of strong women! This is a wonderful story. Thanks
I really need to read Tracy's book. My family's story is related, but only tangentially due to my parents being at the vanguard of cross-racial adoption in the early to late-sixties. First, adopting my oldest brother in Tanzania when they lived there, and then arranging for the younger of my older brother's adoption in the States. The younger was a biracial kid who, according to the story, was relinquished to the foster system when he was 9 months old because his bio-mom was so overwhelmed parenting alone. Her family disowned her when she got pregnant by a Black man, and he left the picture quickly. That abandonment created deep wounds that my brother never recovered from, likely contributing to his long history of addiction and early death.
It makes me really happy to see how Tracy and Kathy have come together as family now. My mom and oldest brother and I are still working on it.
Wow, Asha, that's a lot of layers. Adoption really can create such deep wounds. I've witnessed it in my own life, too. I think you'd find Tracy's book really interesting!
What an interesting multi-layered story. I felt grief and sadness about the back story and then was uplifted by their love for one another. I’ll be sitting with this for a while. Thank you for bringing it forward.
Who wouldn’t order this incredible book after your amazing introduction to Tracy’s unique story?
My first feeling of rage over racism came from seeing the photo of Emmett Till’s mutilated face after his lynching in August 1955.
Then I joined the Montgomery bus boycott campaign after Rosa Parks heroic protest.
King’s leadership remains my model of nonviolent resistance. As an octogenarian I have little belief that our country has the ability to produce someone like King in my lifetime.
Yet Tracy’s book surely inspires the confidence that we need desperately in the midst of this war and despotism. Thank you! DD
Just beautiful. 🥹🤎 Stories like these fuel my commitment to open adoption. Can’t wait to read this book!
I appreciate how you help me think Courtney. I've read Tracy's answer to your first question so far and realize I'm living something of my mother's life. I was 16 when she died and she was 59. I'm approaching my 59th birthday and heading out on a trip to a large family gathering. Wondering what nuggets of her may surface and what questions may arise in my mind to pepper or pester my siblings with(I'm the youngest of 9).