This is quite a long and pretty personal story, I'll try to just summarize it. Starts with my birth, my mom was quite young and so was my father. My mom was 15 when she got pregnant with me and I think my father was the same age. (I'd rather no one post smirk remarks about this piece of info.) When I was born my father held me one time and not too long after he had to move away to BC with his parent. So in reality I only ever met him one time when I was probably just a few days old. My mom then got married when I was around 5 years old to my step-dad. He kind of treated me differently in the future when compared to my brother and sister... he still treated me like his son though and I think he raised me well. My mom explained to me when I was around 10 or so about who my father was and how he had left to BC. It didn't really phase me at all and to this day it really doesn't bother me. I just know that I would never be able to do that to my own child no matter the situation... it's just not something I could live with. Anyways I am now 21 years old and about a week ago I was in the car with my parents and somehow a conversation between them came up about my father. My mother had mentioned which school he went to and it happened to be the same highschool that I had attended and graduated from not too long ago... it kind of felt weird to know that. My girlfriend had always been bugging me that I should try to look for my father and just see who he is and stuff but I've never really registered that he was any sort of relation to me. It doesn't bother me at all that he left or that I don't know him, those are all his problems. I was laying in bed last night though talking to one of my friends about what new information I had received about my father and it was then that I had decided that I was going to try and find out who he was. I figured that the school would have yearbooks from every year that the school was open in the library. So I was thinking about going there to check those out. However last night on Facebook I noticed a network, it was my highschool but a graduating class of '89... the year I was born. I figured if my father had left when I was born in '89 then he had attended school that year and the year prior. So I msg'd a few people which were part of this network asking if they still had yearbooks. When I woke this morning a kind man from a town pretty much nextdoor had msg'd me back saying he did have his yearbook and he would loan it to me if I had a reason for it. So I explained my situation and I told this man my fathers first name (that's all I knew) and what grade I thought he would be in. An hour later the man msg'd me back telling me he had found only one person with that name in the grades I gave to him. (he was in grade 10) He gave me his full name and offered to give me the yearbook. I went on to the whitepages and looked up my fathers full name with all this new information I had gathered and voila, I found the only person living in BC with his name. He's a construction manager for an electrical company there so I was able to get his e-mail off their website as well. I'm not exactly sure what to say to the man, after all I'm only 90% sure that he's the person I'm looking for. (My mom had mentioned also that his dad was a construction manager and that he had got a job in construction in BC... so it makes even more sense) I'm also not even sure if I want to get into contact with this man... Anyways I just thought I'd share this story with you folks here. I think it's pretty 'cool' that I could do all that in just 12 hours over the internet.