FINDING FAMILY

As part of my Birthday Celebration mixed with Birthday Blues (who else knows about this?) I have decided to list info about some family I am looking for. Hey, you never know right? My father could be your neighbor and my sister might ride the train with you. If you know anyone that fits any of these "profiles" please leave your comments here for me. Or give them my blog address to check out themselves. THANK YOU!

My fathers name is James E. Corbet and his birthday is on Halloween. I know that he has other children. According to my "sources" his oldest daughter is named Felicia Wheeler and all my other siblings would be younger than me. I have an aunt that goes by the name Flossie, she lived in Hempstead, NY in the 80's. My fathers aunt (that has passed) is named Mary Martinez, I believe of Haitian decent. She lived in Roosevelt, Long Island in the 70's.
My mother gave my sister (her only other child) up for adoption in 1981. She was born on December 30, 1980 at Winthrop Hospital in Mineola and given the name Anna Marie Papsidero. She was adopted when she was about 6 months old.
I am also looking for anyone with information about my maternal Grandmother. Her name is Lillian Vogt (that is a married name). She died in a car accident around 1974. Her maiden name was Pinkston. Her mother was Josephine Schick and her fathers last name was Pinkston. He is of Native American decent. Lillian was a nun and a teacher before having her children with James Papsidero Sr.
Please feel free to respond under anonymous.
I have never expected a real "reunion" with any of my family. I resolved that I would start my own family and attach myself to my husbands family one day. Do I really need to explain why it is of interest to just "know"? A tree without roots is dead.
My responsibility is to seek.
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UHURU

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I GOT THE BIGGEST CRUSH!

WOW!! You ever been walking around shinin and smilin so much people start asking about you? WELL I HAVE AND I AM AND I DON'T KISS AND TELL! oooooh did I just tell?! My advice to fellow summer superstars...enjoy every moment.

This girl had on a t shirt said "Smile it will confuse people." LOVE that shirt and it is so true. But how come you weren't smiling young lady with the shirt on?
UMGAWA
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WHO GOT MY BACK?

Well homeboy out partying had my back Saturday night. I have a story for you that will help explain why I stay out of the party scene in NYC. Well I was convinced to try again after going to an Afro Brazilian party that was OFF THE HOOK. So I went to this other spot Saturday and jumped on stage with my friends who are notorious for "dancing like nobody's watching" .(quote of Abiola Abrams)
IT WAS GREAT.
I was sweating and moving to songs I didn't even like that much. By the time the crowd got there my friends and I were named Queens of the party and King Chad.
It took less than 15 seconds to snap me out of it into an ugly reality. The song was "Lean Back" and I had no idea there were about 3 N words in the first few verses. I sadly left my throne with my head down and squeezed through a crowd of mostly white, still happy dancers. Being me I went straight to the DJ, a white girl. No disrespect intended here. I approached her and said these exact words, "Beautiful! (to get her attention) Beautiful! Please do me a big favor. TOMORROW I want you to think about playing this song." She interrupted my thought with "Well it's a Black person saying it so.." and went back to her job. I say "Beautiful! I know you have to work and I'm not asking you to turn it off. Just think about it tomorrow. Think about me, I was the first person dancing and now I have to go outside."
She basically ignored me and the whole thing went down much faster than we can read or write it. I did okay because I was an angry muthafuqua at that point. Who could I justifiably share me anger with?
I go outside and guess who roles up on me to ask for a smoke? ( I didn't have one) This young brother from the Motherland via London with a "Kill White Tee" t shirt on, featuring 5 of our now passed on Black Panther Sisters. FISTS RAISED AND EVERYTHING. I also ran into another brother I knew from back when.
Well its 2AM and I marched us all back in there to hit that stage again. I told them its the N-word parade. (Allyson quote)
We had fun, even with the German guy who said "You know you can get shot with that shirt on." I WAS BEING TESTED! I felt like we leveled the playing field just enough to go back to the party.
I hurt through one more song but I stayed close to homeboy with the shirt. DON'T KNOW YOUR NAME BUT IF HE TELLS YOU THIS SAME STORY TELL HIM I SAID MODUPUE, we practiced our Yoruba too!
BUT I THINK I WILL STICK TO THE AFRO BRAZILIAN PARTIES!
UMGAWA
UHURU
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BUSTED!!

SHE CAUGHT ME OUT THERE WITH THE PANTY RIDE!