GLOGIRLY

Smoke And Mirrors

2012-01-31T12:24:00.007-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Bohemian Catsody was a huge hit! Thanks for all your great comments. I'm hoping my performance will earn me an oscar.

Glogirly says that if it weren't for Gloman and his amazing photography skills, we'd have never been able to put together a production like Bohemian Catsody. What??? Are you kidding me??? Ah, excuse me... I don't see Gloman in any starring role. Who does she think the CAT in Bohemian CATsody is anyway?!

I swear. I give and I give. And I give some more.

This is the photo we used for all of my a capella close ups.

Without me in the photo, it would be nothing

but the side of a sofa and an ugly rug.

Glogirly just added a little smoke and mirrors.

But I must point out that she needed FOUR of me to pull this off.

Bohemian CATsody

2012-01-29T12:00:00.001-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Congrats to Brenda, Boots & Ozzie from Canada, eh. Within seconds of my Name That Tune post challenge, they were tap-tapping away on their computer with the correct answer: Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody.

So find a comfy chair, grab a CATsody-pop from the fridge and turn the volume UP. My latest music video has just been released! At six minutes, I know, it's long. But it's worth every note! There's a special surprise at the end for my friend CK. It's her b-day today, you know.

You can watch directly on YouTube by clicking HERE.

Or just click the video below.

Don't forget to sing along. You know you want to.

Pee S -

There were a few words in the lyrics we had to Google. In case your enquiring mind wants to know...

Scaramouch: A masked, rougish clown character of the Italian Commedia Dell'arte.

Bismallah: It's Arabic and translates to "In the name of God (most gracious and most merciful.)"

Beelzebub: Originally translated in Arabic, Greek and Latin as "Lord of the Flies." In later Christian sources, he appears as a demon.

Figaro: From Mozart's comic opera, The Marriage of Figaro. Figaro is almost swindled into marrying his own mother.

Name That Tune

2012-01-27T11:46:00.005-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

The production of my upcoming music video has had me a little tied up. Don't worry, no rope was involved. In the meantime I thought it would be fun to give you a few clues. See if anyone is smart enough to...

NAME THAT TUNE

Era: Mid-70's

Sales: 3rd best selling single in UK of all time

Top of the Charts Factoids:

When released, the song stayed at the top of the UK Singles charts for 9 weeks.
15 years later, after the death of one of the band members, it again reached #1 on the UK Singles charts. This time for 5 weeks.
The next year, the song reached #2 on the US charts after being featured in a popular movie.

Do I sound like Casey Kasem yet?

What makes it unique?

The song has no chorus section.
But it has everything else - a ballad, a guitar solo, a hard rock section....even a little opera thrown in.

From my guitar solo.

I also get to play the piano.

Did I mention that I dance the Fandango?

Now again I must insist that you do not ask your friend, Mr. Google, for help. If you can't stand it and decide to cheat, just don't give it away.

On your marks.

Get set.

GO!

My Next Project

2012-01-25T12:38:00.008-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

I've been resting up after my music video tour. This Killer Queen really needed her beauty rest. The response to my musical prowess was so great I decided to begin production on a new and very special recording.

Killer Queen was an autobiography of sorts. Glogirly says it suited my personality perfectly. She said it with a smirk though.

Get your Kleenex ready.

My next role is much more challenging and dramatic. I play a character torn between life and death. Happiness and sorrow. It requires a tremendous amount of self reflection.

But when you're as good looking as me,

self reflection comes natural.

Killer Queen

2012-01-20T17:29:00.002-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Just in time, I'm ready to rock you into the weekend!

You've been such good sports over the past few days, trying to figure out the song featured in my new music video. I've been throwing you a few bones each day, but it wasn't until late last night that someone finally got it.

Congratulations to Caren & Cody from Cat Chat! They pegged it. And she pegged ME. Glogirly says there really is NO better song to personify me than Queen's 1974 breakthrough hit, 'Killer Queen.' Freddy Mercury, the pianist and lead singer, wrote the lyrics first and then added in the musical arrangements. He wrote the song about a high-class call girl. Gloman has been known to call me a whore. I'm not sure how I feel about all this.

So without further delay...here it is!

Pssssst! Blogger cuts off the right side of the screen, so if you want an optimum viewing experience, just click HERE to go straight to YouTube. Oh and because I've violated about a gazillion copyright infringement laws, you can't watch it on your mobile device.

Glogirly's had a bit too much fun creating my costumes and sets for this production. Now the song is playing in her head 24/7.

She goes to sleep humming...

"She keeps her Moet & Chandon . . . . . . . in a pretty cabinet."

She wakes up singing...

"In conversation . . . . . . . . . . . she spoke just like a baroness."

All day long it's...

"She's a killer . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .QUEEN."

Now YOU can sing along too!

Go to my new YouTube Channel and click on Subscribe to keep up to date on all my videos.

Master Of My Custom Domain

2012-01-19T18:42:00.010-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

This just in.

I am officially Queen of the castle.

Lord of the manor.

And Master of my custom domain.

Glogirly paid the nice peeps at GoDaddy, not to be confused with GloDaddy, and we are proud to announce we have a new member of the family.

The Official Announcement

Not to worry. You can still find us at www.glogirly.blogspot.com. You will be automatically redirected to www.glogirly.com. It's the same blog, same me...still exceptionally good looking. Some things never change.

Glogirly thought it would be fun to have a domain to call our own. Frankly, I think her money would have been better spent on salmon.

Pee S - My music video will be posting SUPER SOON! Here's another clue for those of you that have been playing:

My perfume came naturally from Paris.

Naturally.

Feeling Like A Little Chinese

2012-01-18T21:00:00.001-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Glogirly and I are still working on the music video I teased you about the other day. So far no one has managed to figure out the name of the song we're using. But don't let that stop you from trying!

I've been extremely busy with more and more costume and set changes for my video. The song covers a lot of ground and many eras. I'm a virtual time traveler. I know, still not much of a hint. I thought you'd like to take a peek at a couple of my latest sets.

I had this cool carriage made custom.

Met a man from China.

We took a really cool trip.

Went down to Asia Minor.

Can you figure out what the song is yet? (remember, you've got to think WAY back to the 70's) And NO googling to figure it out. Glogirly does that ALL the time and I think it's just plain cheating.

Don't worry if you can't get it, you'll know soon enough. Just as soon as I find a video of a giant explosion to work into it.

Now you're REALLY curious.

Katie Antoinette

2012-01-15T22:00:00.001-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Glogirly and I have had so much fun making movies that we've decided to try our hand at a music video! Settle down, remain calm...it's not done yet. The costume and set changes are quite involved. I thought you'd like a sneak peak at one of my favorites.

This is me as Katie Antoinette.

My wig comes complete with pink ribbons.

I've been told not to eat them because of the "ribbon incident."

This is where I get to say, "Let them eat cake."

You'd think that anyone encouraging the eating of

something as yummy as cake would be hailed as a

heroine of the highest proportions.

But, Ms. Antoinette's rep was anything but.

Still....Let them eat cake.

I know, you're asking yourself, "Self, what song could Katie be using for her first ever music video?" Well, if you're REALLY good, you might be able to figure it out based on my Katie Antoinette costume. Because I'm so nice, and good-looking, I'll give you one more hint:

HINT >>> Glogirly is really old. Compared to me that is. She says she was a child of the 70's. That's when music became cool to her. She also says that some of her favorite hits are cool again. I say, yeah right. Get over it. You're old.

More to come, music fans!

Spammy No More

2012-01-12T19:05:00.014-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

I've always been curious about that salty, sweet, meat-like substance in the funny shaped cans. Spam. Rhymes with ham, lamb, clam. Shabam. It MUST be good.

With a little artistic flair, I suppose you could even sculpt a cat out of spam.

But for the past two days, Facebook has disagreed. They don't think Spam is nearly as sweet. In fact, they called my blog "SPAMMY." They wouldn't even let me post links to my blog on my OWN Facebook page.

Is it a coincidence that this happened on the same day I donned my pink g-string with the dollar bill? I don't think so. The same has happened to other cats that weren't wearing anything nearly as racy.

Well thank Cod, everything appears to be back to normal. G-string and all. So I'm celebrating with a few fun Spammy facts.

DID YOU KNOW...

There is a Spam Museum right here in Minnesota!

If it's too sunny inside the museum,

you can pick up a pair of Spam Shades.

There's even a Spam Fan Club.

Not nearly as popular as MY fan club. But that's what you get for canned meat without an expiration date.

Salmon Pasties

2012-01-11T12:00:00.002-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

I had you at Salmon, didn't I? Ever since Monday's post about Cats & Crowns and Toddlers & Tiaras, you've been providing endless inspiration in your comments. Benny & Lily had me digging for boas in Glogirly's closet Tuesday. Now today, thanks to Katnip Lounge's Trish, I'm donning my latest fashion accessory.

Salmon pasties.

They're dangly, catnip filled, and look just like my favorite treat. What's not to love?

I'm thinking of taking them to Vegas and starting a Showcat Troupe.

Maybe a :::shhhh::: Kitty Bar.

Get your dollar bills ready.

Cats And Crowns Part Deux

2012-01-10T16:10:00.005-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Your comments from yesterday's Cats & Crowns post have inspired me. In fact, it was Benny & Lily who suggested I look in Glogirly's closet for a boa. B & L are dogs, so there was that chance that the kind of boa they were suggesting was not made of feathers. But as dogs go, B & L are pretty cool so I went with it. (Besides, Glogirly would NEVER have let the other kind of boa in the townhouse. EVER.)

The feathers were fun, so then I went a little farther...

Watch your back, toddler people. If anyone knows feathers, it's us cats. And I'm thinking your showgirl outfit would make a REALLY nice cat toy.

PS: If you haven't met Benny & Lily of Two French Bulldogs, you should check them out and say hi. Just play down the fact that you're a cat. Be cool. Act natural.

Cats And Crowns

2012-01-09T15:36:00.004-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

So Gloman has been making some accusations here at the townhouse. He's become suspicious of Glogirly and the 'attention' she's been paying me. An innocent drive-by with the TV remote and a momentary pause on a reality show called Toddlers & Tiaras has yielded Glogirly the title of Stage Mom.

Apparently he thinks it's unusual ...actually I think the word he used was insane... for Glogirly to be doting over me, stalking me with her iPhone video recorder, asking to schedule more and more photo shoots.

I think the Photoshop tiaras put him over the edge.

So out of my way you spoiled little toddler people. Walk away from the false eyelashes. Leave your hairspray behind. There's a new cat in town and she's wearin' a crown.

Game on.

Salmon Sail

2012-01-07T11:29:00.006-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

I know. I talk about salmon ALL the time. I'm afraid it's something of an obsession with me. They are just so cute, so fun and SO delicious. Glogirly doesn't allow me to indulge frequently, but on special occasions, or when she is feeling especially guilty, I get to ride the Salmon Sail.

Come Sail Away With Me!

Pssssst! Blogger cuts off the right side of the screen, so if you want an optimum viewing experience, just click HERE.

Fish Eyes

2012-01-04T18:26:00.005-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

So today's title got you, didn't it? What's not to love about all things fishes? When Gloman said he was going to shoot me with his fish eye, you can imagine my, well...curiosity.

First of all, don't worry about the shooting. When Gloman shoots me it's only with a camera. Annoying yes, but dangerous no. At least not for me.

However my ears perk at any mention of fish.

I was pretty disappointmented when I realized THIS was all he was going for. His fish eye lens has absolutely nothing to do with salmon, tuna or any other kind of fish. It's just a funny looking lens that gets the whole room in the frame of the photo. Woo. "Look! You can even see the clock!" he said.

Like I CARE what time it is.

So when do I get MY fish?

Happy New Year - The MOVIE

2012-01-01T03:42:00.003-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Since I'm not a fan of banging pots and pans when the clock strikes midnight, I decided to ring in the new year with a movie.

Pssssst! Blogger cuts off the right side of the screen, so if you want an optimum viewing experience, click on the YouTube icon at the bottom right of the screen. Or just click HERE.

Glogirly and I want to thank you from the bottom of our hearts for your friendship. The blogosphere is an amazing place. We are so happy to have found you.

Happy New Year!!!

love,

Katie & Glogirly

Day-Of-The-Week Katie: Friday

2011-12-30T16:47:00.005-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Welcome back to Day-Of-The-Week Katie. Each day I've been sharing an autographed picture from some of my most memorable photo shoots.

It's been ALL Katie, ALL week.

And in honor of the end of 2011, I'm featuring your ALL TIME favorite photo of me. For some of you, it was your first ever chance to see me smile. Yeah... that's it, smile.

Truth be told, I was expressing my protest whilst caught in the tight grip of my girl's hands. These photo shoots are REALLY getting on my nerves.

Bet you didn't know I have striped lips.

bonus!

I know.

another bonus!

See you next year!

love,

Katie & Glogirly

Day-Of-The-Week Katie: Thursday

2011-12-29T18:29:00.007-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Welcome back to Day-Of-The-Week Katie. I've reclaimed my blog and this week it's all about ME.

Each day I've been sharing an autographed photograph from some of my most memorable photo shoots.

It's ALL Katie, ALL week.

Hear me roar.

What? Yawn? No, I'm not YAWNING.

Roar.

bonus!

This whole 'looking beautiful' thing is getting old.

Day-Of-The-Week Katie: Wednesday

2011-12-28T12:17:00.006-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Welcome back to Day-Of-The-Week Katie. I've reclaimed my blog and this week it's all about ME.

Each day I'll be sharing an autographed photograph from some of my most memorable photo shoots.

It's ALL Katie, ALL week.

Serenity Now.

Seriously.

bonus!

Oh Red Dog and Black Cat, you torment me so.

Day-Of-The-Week Katie: Tuesday

2011-12-27T12:00:00.001-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Welcome back to Day-Of-The-Week Katie. ALL Katie, ALL week. I've reclaimed my blog and this week it's all about ME.

Each day I'll be sharing an autographed photograph from some of my most memorable photo shoots.

Glogirly says I look like a DUCK when I sit on my hands like this.

A DUCK. Now that's just plain crazy.

bonus!

See...I have hands.

A duck. Sheesh.

Day-Of-The-Week Katie: Monday

2011-12-26T14:50:00.011-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Many of you have been asking, "when will Katie take back her blog?" "when will she pry it away from Glogirly's tight grip?"

Well in honor of ME, this whole week is dedicated to ME. Katie.

Just like day-of-the-week underwear,

I give you... Day-Of-The-Week Katie.

Everyday I'll be featuring one of my favorite autographed photographs from some of my most memorable photo shoots.

It's ALL Katie, ALL week.

One of my classic portrait poses.

Notice the perfectly positioned paws and

the upward turn of my head that showcases my girly mustache.

bonus!

Waiting for Santa under the chair next to Mini-Tree.

A Very KATIE Christmas

2011-12-25T14:17:00.001-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

It's here! It's here! The countdown is over. It's finally Christmas!

Glogirly and I are so grateful for the wonderful friends we've met in the blogosphere. When we posted our first blog entry over two years ago, we had no idea the amazing kitties and people (and dogs) we would soon be calling our friends. We wish you health and happines today and always. May those who struggle or have lost someone dear find peace.

We have a special present for you....

Let's go to the movies!

Pssssst! Blogger cuts off the right side of the screen, so if you want an optimum viewing experience, click on the YouTube icon at the bottom right of the screen. Or just click HERE.

Merry Christmas With Love,

Katie & Glogirly

Christmas Countdown - 1 Day Left

2011-12-24T18:48:00.007-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

We're almost there...just ONE day left!!! This week I've been highlighting those that have influenced us and made our own little world a better place. I've let Glogirly pick all of the recipients so far.

On Monday, I told you all about Fin and Meg from Housecat Confidential and Hart Stories.

Tuesday it was for Glogirly's Mom.

Wednesday I told you about Glogirly's favorite teacher, Miss Cairns.

Thursday was Gloman's day.

Friday was devoted to Glogirly's Dad.

And now.....finally....I get to pick one. GLOGIRLY!

Today is dedicated to my girl. Sometimes I pretend to be Gloman's cat. But we all know that's just a game. I am my girl's cat. Always have been. Always will be. She's the best girl in the world and I love her with all of my tiny little kitty heart.

I'm working on my Christmas gift to her...a movie starring ME (and her.) I'll be sharing it with you tomorrow so be sure to come back.

Here's just a little sneak from our holiday photo shoot.

Merry Christmas Eve!

love,

Katie

Bet you didn't know I could sing.

Christmas Countdown - 2 Days Left

2011-12-23T19:54:00.008-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Oh my Cod....only TWO days left! I'm glad you liked (ok LOVED) the photos of my in my kittenhood yesterday. Thank you for reminding me I'm STILL cute as can be. I know I am. It's just fun hearing it again and again. And again.

Back to the countdown. This week I've been highlighting people (and pets....Monday was about Fin after all!) that have influenced me and Glogirly. With Christmas getting closer and closer, Glogirly can't help but think about her dad.

He has influenced her and shaped who she has become more than any single person. He is and always will be her hero. I've introduced you to him before in a special Fathers Day post. Glogirly has a heart full of memories and stories. But whenever anyone asks her to describe her dad, one of the first things that comes to mind was his humility.

Glogirly's dad lived his life seeing the good in everyone, the opportunity in every challenge, and the fun in every chore. He was very humble. He grew up poor, on a farm, ran away from home when he was sixteen and never finished high school.

Young Calvin, Glogirly's Dad

When Pearl Harbor was attacked, he went straight to the military recruitment office and enlisted in the US Marines.

He defended our country in what's called the Pacific Theatre. He fought on the islands of Saipan, Tinian, and Iwo Jima, where he earned his purple heart. He rarely spoke of that time. He said it was the boys that were left behind, "they were the heros."

Cal

When he returned home to Minnesota, he finished high school and then studied electronics. He met Glogirly's mom when he was driving streetcar for the city of Minneapolis. She was 15, he was 21. They married two weeks after her 16th birthday.

Glogirly's parents on their wedding day

Eunice & Calvin

He drove a semi-truck for a living. Sold pots and pans door to door. He did whatever it took to take care of his family and was grateful for every long haul and every sale.

Some people would have a hard time believing a poor farm kid who quit high school and went out on his own would amount to much. Glogirly's dad proved them wrong.

Soon he landed a job with Sperry Univac. Univac brought 'Cal', his wife and Young Glogirly to all parts of the country. Most families would have had a hard time moving so frequently. But to them, moving was an adventure.

One of his first assignments with Univac was at Vanenburg Air Force Base in Santa Maria, California. He managed the computers that launched some of the first missiles into space. The most important thing to him though was coming home to his wife and new baby girl. He was very humble about his work. "A good job that he was very grateful for." A poor farm kid who quit high school.

His next assignment with Univac was in Washington DC. He worked inside the Pentagon, in the Defense War Room. This was during the Vietnam war. Each morning he delivered a report to the Secretary of Defense indicating the location of all US military personnel in the world. Glogirly's dad managed the Univac supercomputers and gathered all of this data. When he described his job, he said he "worked with computers." "Got to move to some nice cities." A poor farm kid who quit high school.

From Washington, the family moved to Houston, TX where he worked in Mission Control at NASA. He managed the Univac supercomputers that maintained communication contact and monitored the physical conditions of the astronauts during many of the Apollo missions. He was right there in Mission Control, looking up at the big screen, when Neil Armstrong took that first, famous step. When he described his job, he said he "worked with computers." When asked about NASA, "yeah, we brought our boys home safe." A poor farm kid who quit high school.

Young Glogirly & her Dad in their Houston backyard.

That's a Snoopy astronaut replica she's holding;

the original went up to the moon with the Apollo 11 astronauts.

Gloman delivered the eulogy at his funeral. He described Cal in much the same way, sharing his love of family and fascinating career. Afterwards, so many people said to Glogirly that they had no idea her dad had did all of those amazing things. They all knew of his love for his family. But most people there only knew a small snippet of her dad's history. Some never knew he was a Marine. Some were amazed to hear about NASA and the Pentagon.

Cal

Glogirly's dad was a very humble man. Just a poor farm kid from the country. And Glogirly's hero.

Christmas Countdown - 3 Days Left

2011-12-22T17:54:00.008-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Today is devoted to the Other One...I mean, Gloman. Ours is a strange and complicated relationship. A hard and fast dog lover, he's a hard nut to crack. But I'm smart, sly and of course, charming.

As much as I hate to admit it, I am indebted to Gloman. After all, HE adopted me. He brought me home as an anniversary present for his girl.

Last night I helped Glogirly produce a mini movie that she is giving him for a Christmas present. It's called Forever Is Not Long Enough. It tells the story of how they met. I think it turned out pretty cool and today is your lucky day! I'm giving you advance guest access to the movie. ...don't worry, Gloman never reads my blog (I know...but remember, he DID adopt me) so we won't ruin the surprise.

Pssssst! Blogger cuts off the right side of the screen, so if you want the best viewing experience, click on the YouTube icon at the bottom right of the screen. Or just click HERE.

And finally, in honor of Gloman adopting ME, I thought you just might like see some of my baby portraits. Let the squeeeee-ing begin.

I know. I'm so cute you can hardly stand it.

I know. Just when you thought I couldn't get any cuter.

I know. It almost hurts now doesn't it.

All together now. Awwwwwww.

Pee S: In case you missed the entire story of how Glogirly and Gloman met, just click HERE.

I posted their story a few months ago in honor of their anniversary and MY birthday. Yeah, I have to share my birthday with them. Not that I have a vote.

Christmas Countdown - 4 Days Left

2011-12-21T00:00:00.002-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Welcome back to the countdown! Only FOUR days left.

I keep telling Glogirly "enough already" with the sappy sentimental stuff. She just keeps telling me that this time of the year it just happens. Just when I'm having the most wonderful dream about a giant tub of freeze dried salmon, she goes all sentimental on me.

This week we are reflecting on the special people that have influenced us. Friends and family that have made our own little world a better place. Today is dedicated to teachers.

Glogirly loved school. She was a very good student and was always proud to bring her report cards home to her mom and dad. At one point, she even wanted to BE a teacher when she grew up. That was way back in third grade. Part of that dream began with a very special teacher, Christine Cairns. She was Young Glogirly's third grade teacher.

Young Glogirly's Third Grade Class Picture

Glogirly, circled

Miss Cairns, far right

Young Glogirly

close up from class picture above

Young Glogirly looked up to Miss Cairns. (pronounced like Karen's) She made learning fun and recognized something special in Glogirly. In third grade, Miss Cairns taught the class cursive handwriting. Glogirly's artistic flair made her a natural. She loved making the loop-de-loops and graceful curves. Miss Cairns had beautiful handwriting. In particular, her signature was very distinctive. She signed her name, Christine Cairns, with two identical and very decorative capital C's. Each C had a large loop at the top and the bottom, just like the C in Cadillac's logo. Glogirly practiced this again and again. She wanted it to be perfect. She wished her name began with a C so her signature could be just like Miss Cairns.

It was hard leaving Miss Cairns when fourth grade began. Mrs. Beatty was nice, but she was no Miss Cairns. As summer approached, Glogirly learned that Miss Cairns would be teaching summer school. Arts and crafts. Glogirly signed up right away.

Young Glogirly's Third Grade School Picture

Look at those teeth!

It wasn't long before her dad came home from work one day with big news. He asked Young Glogirly and her mom what they thought about moving. His company wanted to transfer him from California to Minnesota for a new job opportunity. Glogirly asked it there was snow in Minnesota. She jumped up and down when he said - Yes, there's snow alright. Glogirly's mom didn't have quite the same enthusiasm for the cold white stuff. But the family agreed it was the right thing to do. This wasn't the first time they had moved. Moving was an adventure though and adventures always led to new and exciting things.

The big move would take place that summer just before the fourth of July. This meant that Glogirly would have to leave summer school early. She'd have to say goodbye to Miss Cairns.

Her last day of summer school came and after class Miss Cairns asked Glogirly if she would like to celebrate by going out for pie and then a ride home in her car. You'd have thought she asked Glogirly if she'd like to win the Miss America pageant or pick out a dozen brand new Barbie dolls.

Miss Cairns walked Glogirly to the teachers parking lot where her brand new two-door Gran Torino was parked. It was purple metallic with a bright white vinyl roof. The wheels were shiny chrome with sporty spokes. Glogirly climbed inside and settled into the white bucket seats. On the glove box was a plaque that read "Purple People Eater." Miss Cairns was very proud of her new car and Glogirly thought she had to be the coolest teacher in the entire world.

They drove to the International House of Pies. Glogirly had a piece of cherry pie and a glass of milk. She was on top of the world with her idol, the best teacher ever.

Miss Christine Cairns

Miss Cairns drove Glogirly home to the little house on Odessa Avenue. She gave Glogirly a big hug and they both cried and cried as they said goodbye. Glogirly has never forgotten Miss Cairns. She never will.

Christmas Countdown - 5 Days Left

2011-12-20T00:00:00.003-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Welcome back to the countdown! Five days left.

Glogirly caught me dreaming of catnip and feathers...and had to again remind me that this thing we call Christmas is about much more than intoxicating plants and shiny toys. This week, we're continuing to reflect on the people that have influenced us. Friends and family that have made our own little world a better place.

Today I want to tell you about Glogirly's mom. If you've read Another Mother, you've had a chance to get to know Alice, her birthmother. But you probably don't know much about her REAL mom, her adoptive mom.

Young Glogirly and her Mom

24 years ago Glogirly lost her mom. When Glogirly turned 48 this year she realized that she'd lived as many years with her mom as she has lived without her. I never knew her mom. That would of course make me 169 in people years. But I've seen photos and heard stories. I can tell she was a one-of-a-kind lady loved by many, especially her daughter. I also understand she was more of a dog person.

I'm going to let that one slide. For now.

Glogirly's Mom with Blackie the dog

When Glogirly was a teenager she used to get really mad when someone said she was growing up to be just like her mom. Now it's the best compliment she could receive.

Her mom was old fashioned and modern all at the same time.

She was a lady. She taught Glogirly how to set a table and how to write a thank you note. She opened her home to friends and family. Christmastime was huge and the two of them loved decorating the house and planning the big holiday dinner. They baked together, snuck tastes of cookies together, and never left a bowl unlicked.

Doing Dishes

Glogirly's mom was also a modern woman. She was the first of her sisters to have a career. She balanced work and family with remarkable finesse. She handled the household finances, helped Young Glogirly with homework, and cooked yummy suppers for the family every night.

Education was important to her. Glogirly's mom would rarely admit it, but she never finished high school. In fact, she only made it through the eighth grade. But Glogirly's mom was a very smart and intelligent woman. When Glogirly was struggling with math in second grade, her mom took a class to learn how to teach Glogirly. She worked with her on fractions each night after school. Glogirly's second grade teacher didn't have faith. She said Glogirly wasn't smart enough and didn't work hard enough. After second grade, Glogirly excelled in math. By the time she was in high school she was three years ahead of her classmates in math.

Glogirly's mom was smart alright. In math and much, much more.

24 years without her mom is a long time. She used to worry that she'd forget her. That has never happened. Never will.

Glogirly's Mom

Christmas Countdown - 6 Days Left

2011-12-19T00:00:00.007-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

With only six days before the fat man comes flying in on his sleigh, I thought it would be helpful to provide an official COUNTDOWN.

I've had visions of freeze dried salmon and shiny new scratching posts dancing in my head.... But Glogirly has reminded me that this thing we call Christmas is about much, much more. So this week, we're going to reflect on the people that have influenced us. Friends and family that have made our own little world a better place.

It's about unconditional love and taking care of each other.

I've heard that the best gifts come in small packages.

According to Glogirly, they actually come in no package at all. These are gifts from the heart.

Today, I want to tell you about a gift from a Hart. Meg S Hart, that is. Most of you know Meg as Fin's mom, from Housecat Confidential. Glogirly and I have had fun looking at the world through Fin's feline eyes for the past couple of years.

When Glogirly and I decided to start our own blog in 2009, we had no idea there were other blogging cats out there. Then we found Fin.

Housecat Confidential was the first cat blog we found. Of course we started reading right away. We felt an instant connection to Fin and her humans. We wrote our first comment ever for Fin. Fin's mom was quick to stop by our blog and introduce herself. In fact, she took Glogirly under her wing to show her the ropes.

She told Glogirly about the Cat Blogosphere, taught her how to post links to our blog and how to find other cat blogging friends. We soon found a whole new world of friends.

My friend Fin.

Fin and Meg were quick to send emails when life became challenging or sad. They'd share in our triumphs and leave funny comments to make us smile.

When Fin and Meg decided to publish their book, Housecat Confidential, we got to read it before it even went to print! We have our own pawtographed copy too.

Fin and Meg taught us that friendships can grow across many miles, even across the blogosphere.

Yesterday, Fin and Meg taught us something else we will never forget.

In Meg's new blog, Hart Stories, she wrote about Fin:

"Her (Fin's) world was much smaller, but somehow much richer too. I started to realize that she had everything she needed to be happy within our home, and when I opened my heart I realized I did too. I started a journey to find the same joy and wonder in life and within myself, and I stopped looking for outside things to make me happy."

Meg's discovery is a perfect lesson for this time of year and for every day. She's right, everything we need is right here. I don't really need a new scratching post or brand new toys. I have Glogirly and Gloman. My family. I have you, my friends. I don't need my fancy freeze dried salmon. My dry kibble is just fine as long as Glogirly puts it in my dish.

Thank you Meg for reminding us that we don't have to look far for all we need.

Be sure to stop by Meg's new blog and say hello. We think it's a place you'll want to come back to again and again.

Katie The Movie

2011-12-16T22:37:00.008-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Now that Glogirly is officially working on her first book, I've decided I have to one-up her.

I give you, KATIE - The Movie.

This is my first attempt at the world of motion pictures. And my first attempt at making these crazy things work on my blog. YouTube, SchmuTube.

I hope this works!

Turn up your volume and click...

Cat Scratch Fever

2011-12-15T16:00:00.006-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Glogirly didn't think is was possible. She claimed it was indestructible. Would last a kitty a lifetime. But as per usual, I have proven her wrong.

I have worn out my scratching post.

Gloman thinks I have unresolved anger issues that I take out on my post. Can't imagine what would make him think that. He says that every time I get in trouble I scamper off to my post and scratch. That may indeed be true. But I scratch for many reasons. And I scratch for no reason at all.

Bottom line - this kitty needs to start from scratch on a new post.

If you've been hanging around this blog for any time at all, you already know that Glogirly and I have discriminating taste. Not just any scratcher will do. Design matters.

I thought you might enjoy taking a peek at the current faves that are up for consideration.

DJ Cat

What's not to love about a scratcher with a sense of humor. And a good beat. Glogirly and I thought this was perfect for our stunning friend CK. Sadly, it's out of stock. Glogirly says it's not really fitting with our current decor anyway. Whatever.

Canine Cat Scratcher

Glogirly is in LOVE LOVE LOVE with this one. But sticker shock is keeping her from placing an order. Most cats would probably relish a crack at this doggy. Given my history with stuffed animals, Red Dog in particular, it may not be a wise buy. The silhouette of the ears is just a bit much for me. You don't think there's a real dog inside there do you?

lil pawpaw

This one is pretty cute. So is the scratcher. Portability is nice. But I'm a vertical kitty when it comes to stretching and scratching. I'm not sure what I think about this flat thing. Glogirly is certain I'd rip it to shreds in no time.

prrrounge

A winner on design points, this one has sleek and modern lines that appeal to my midcentury modern kitty taste. Glogirly says it's a no-go on price though. Sheesh, she is hard to please. She wants it to look cool, but won't pay $300 for a cardboard stool?

PurrFect Post

I'm sure you'll recognize the gorgeous supermodel in this shot. Yes, this bad boy is mine. It's been PurrFect for six years now, but I've apparently had my way with it a few too many times. Glogirly is checking into replacement post options. Bo-ring. But I'm sure it's the economically sound choice. Well, as long as she keeps the freeze dried salmon coming, I guess I'm fine with it.

Carry on and scratch happy.

This guy scares me.

I Know

2011-12-12T20:00:00.002-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Yes I know. You've missed my girly mustache. You've missed my sharp tongue and dry wit. You've missed ME and MY blog. Well put the kleenex away.

Because I'm back, baby! I'm back.

The girly mustache you know and love.

Glogirly wants to say thank you for your wonderful and encouraging feedback on her story. We had a lot of fun working on it together. I'll let her come back from time to time with updates. That is if she offers up appropriate bribe materials. Freeze dried salmon, preferably. Chick-hen baby food speaks volumes as well.

But for now, I'm master of my domain.

Queen of my townhouse castle.

Lord of my blogging manor.

Epilogue Part 3 - Past, Present, Future

2011-12-08T22:00:00.002-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Well this is it. The last installment of Another Mother (formerly Searching For A Girl) is finally here. Glogirly is questioning whether or not I even remember how to blog anymore. It's not ME I'm worried about.

So get your kleenex ready for one last cry. No, not really. I think you'll be fine. And in case you've missed any of the chapters, be sure to click on the links:

Searching For A Girl - Prologue

Chapter 1 - The Day After Mothers Day

Chapter 2 - So You Want To Be A Genealogist

Chapter 3 - Sam From Kansas

Chapter 4 - Four Hours

Chapter 5 - A, B, C

Chapter 6 - The Local Rite Aid

Chapter 7 - Dear Ms. Cotter,

Chapter 8 - A Gift

Chapter 9 - Questions + Answers + Questions

Chapter 10 - It's Your Aunt Dorothy

Chapter 11 - You Look Like Alice

Chapter 12 - Another Mother

Chapter 13 - The Little Pink House

Chapter 14 - Thank You

Chapter 15 - Jim

Chapter 16 - Surprise Of A Lifetime

Chapter 17 - Beloved Mother And Sister

Epilogue Part 1 - Dad

Epilogue Part 2 - Your Questions Answered

When Glogirly came home from her most recent visit, she couldn't stop thinking about Alice, Dorothy, and her journey. On the last night of her stay, she sat at the dinner table late into the evening with Dorothy, Armi, Jim and their daughter Vicki. The conversation had turned to Alice and the adoption. Dorothy looked troubled and started to talk about the events leading up to the adoption. It became clear she was harboring a tremendous amount of guilt and had been for some time.

She confessed to Glogirly something so deeply personal, the table became still and quiet. When Alice found out she was pregnant and had told her parents, it was Dorothy who their father came to. He told Dorothy that it would be her responsibility to tell Alice that she couldn't keep her baby. That she would have to give the child up for adoption. He wasn't going to have anything to do with it and Dorothy needed to handle it. By herself.

Dorothy had a new baby of her own. Jeff was only a few months old. Alice loved Jeff. She loved children. Others trusted their children to her care. That's how she earned her living expenses. How was Dorothy going to tell her younger sister that she couldn't keep her baby? That she couldn't take care of it?

Dorothy did what she was told to do. Alice pleaded "Why?" "Why can't I keep my baby?" It broke Dorothy's heart to tell her that she couldn't take care of it, that the baby needed a family that could. Only God knows how she found the words to tell Alice what needed to be done. That's when Dorothy contacted a friend in social services and was referred to Children's Home Society.

Dorothy told Glogirly it was the hardest thing she ever had to do. It tore her apart and crushed Alice.

That's when Alice left San Luis Obispo to stay with a family she didn't know in Santa Barbara. That's when it became Alice's responsibility, as part of the agreement with Children's Home Society, to live with this family and help the mother, pregnant herself, care for her children. The irony of the situation was impossible to ignore.

After Glogirly was born, Alice went to stay with Dorothy and her family. She helped with Jeff who was just about 1 year old. She took care of him, played with him, changed his diapers. She loved him. A few months later, Dorothy came home from the doctor's office. Alice could tell just by looking at her. "Your pregnant! Again!" Alice was thrilled for her sister. Dorothy wanted to be happy and excited about the news. But she could see through to the sadness in her sister's eyes. She's carried that feeling with her all these years.

It's this conversation that Glogirly just couldn't shake when she returned to Minnesota. Once she was home, she pulled out the notes she had taken during her search, things she had jotted down on those first few phone calls, and she started to write.

That's how this all began. She decided it might be interesting to try out the story on the blog. The day the background report arrived, and after Glogirly read Gloman the four pages of single spaced type, he told her, "There's a book in this." This was a story that she would need to tell someday.

Well someday has come. The blog story is the first step. Glogirly has thought alot about how to turn her story into a book that people will actually buy and enjoy. She's thinking about her target audience and how to bring the story to life with more details and visual descriptions.

She's planning another trip to California to interview Dorothy and other family members so that she can dive much deeper into the story. She hopes these added details will help her paint a visual picture for the reader with her words.

She's thinking a good place to begin the story is not with her, but with Dorothy. Before Glogirly was even born. Probably with the conversation between Dorothy and her father. When he told her what she needed to do.

If you've been reading along from the start, you know that the story actually began with the title, Searching For A Girl. As each chapter took it's shape, a chapter title would emerge. It wasn't until chapter 12, when she wrote about Dorothy and Alice, that Glogirly understood what her story was really all about.

It's about an adoptive mother and a birthmother. It's about sisters, mothers and daughters. It's about Alice and Dorothy. And it's about a little girl that had not one, but three.

Another Mother.

So Glogirly's pretty new to this. Okay, a complete and total rookie. She'd love your input, your feedback, and she'd love to hear your ideas on alternative titles for the book. She loves Another Mother, but isn't married to it. It probably needs a sub-headline. You know, like 'Another Mother - The story of blah, blah, blah.'

If you've got something you think is just right, please leave it for us in the comments! You can always email us too.

Thank you for reading.

And thank you for putting up with a severe lack of CAT. For a bunch of cat bloggers you're pretty devoted group. ; )

xo,

Glogirly & Katie

A Sad Day

2011-12-07T20:00:00.001-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

We were getting ready to post the final epilogue today when the phone rang. It was Dorothy. She had some very sad news about Glogirly's cousin, Sharon.

Sharon passed away this morning at the hospital in San Luis Obispo. It was very unexpected and so very sad for her family. We introduced you to Sharon in Chapter 8 and titled that chapter, "A Gift." When Sharon telephoned Glogirly after reading the letter to her mother, Jeanette, that's exactly what she called Glogirly. A gift. A gift to their family, filling a hole that had been empty for so many years.

Sharon was a gift to Glogirly. Hers was the first voice she heard. She was the first to open her arms, changing the course of Glogirly's life forever.

A Sharon Sandwich

L-R: Sharon, with her sister Candy and friend, Sharon

October, 2011

Sharon Lee Cotter

March 17, 1955 :: December 7, 2011

Epilogue Part 2 - Your Questions Answered

2011-12-05T20:00:00.005-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Thanks for coming back for part 2 of the Epilogue. Now that we've talked about Glogirly's birth father, we're going to answer all of the other questions you asked. Glogirly and I hope you enjoy learning a little more about what has happened since her first visit.

I'll be posting the final epilogue, part 3 soon as well. In part 3, I'll tell you about what Glogirly is planning for the future.

But first, just in case you've missed anything, be sure to check out the previous links:

Searching For A Girl - Prologue

Chapter 1 - The Day After Mothers Day

Chapter 2 - So You Want To Be A Genealogist

Chapter 3 - Sam From Kansas

Chapter 4 - Four Hours

Chapter 5 - A, B, C

Chapter 6 - The Local Rite Aid

Chapter 7 - Dear Ms. Cotter,

Chapter 8 - A Gift

Chapter 9 - Questions + Answers + Questions

Chapter 10 - It's Your Aunt Dorothy

Chapter 11 - You Look Like Alice

Chapter 12 - Another Mother

Chapter 13 - The Little Pink House

Chapter 14 - Thank You

Chapter 15 - Jim

Chapter 16 - Surprise Of A Lifetime

Chapter 17 - Beloved Mother And Sister

Epilogue Part 1 - Dad

Simba asked:

"Have any of her new family come out to visit her and Gloman, or have visits all been going to California?"

Katie:

Glogirly has been out to California to visit five times since her first trip in August of 2007. Two of those trips were with Gloman. She brought Gloman with her just one month after her first visit. When they arrived, Dorothy brought them to the cemetery where Alice's new marker had just been put down.

The entire family...even those who had not spoken in 20 years, came to a big barbecue Jim hosted up at the ranch in honor of Glogirly and Gloman. It was a day no one thought would ever come. But in the name of forgiveness and family it did.

In March of 2008, Glogirly and Gloman drove to CA to see Gabe (Gloman's son) graduate from boot camp and become a US Marine. The three of them had a chance to visit everyone again at the ranch.

Then later that year in August, Dorothy and her son Jeff came to Minnesota for the first time. Glogirly and Gloman brought them to their favorite getaway up on the north shore of Lake Superior in northern Minnesota. After just a few days, Jeff went home, but Dorothy stayed on. She and Glogirly spent two weeks together. Dorothy is an adventure seeker and loves history so Glogirly showed her all around Minneapolis and St. Paul. They went to museums, the state capitol, and enjoyed walking along the Mississippi River near Glogirly's downtown Minneapolis home. Glogirly had surgery (scheduled outpatient) and Dorothy stayed to help her recover.

It's a time that Glogirly will always cherish.

Dorothy, Jeff and Glogirly on the shore of Lake Superior in northern Minnesota.

Jeff and Dorothy at the Mississippi River with downtown Minneapolis in the background.

Simba also asked:

"Do any other of the family members have KITTIES!!"

Katie:

Only Glogirly's cousin, Candy, has a kitty. Her cousin Jeff has a little Yorkshire Terrier named Chewy. He looks like a tiny Chewbacca from Star Wars. Glogirly's Aunt Armi has a sweet, old ranch dog named Pepe. Pepe usually sleeps outside, but on the last trip he snuck inside and slept with Glogirly.

Two French Bulldogs asked:

"Do you have a story, Katie?"

Katie:

Why, yes I do!!! I'll have to share MY story with you in an upcoming blog. But I can give you the short version - Gloman actually adopted me. I was his anniversary gift to Glogirly. And Gloman, if you don't already know, is a self-proclaimed DOG person! He doesn't even like cats. I have of course changed the course of his life.

CaroScat wrote:

"I hope the contact has been good with Glogirly's family in the last four years?"

Katie:

The contact has been wonderful. Glogirly has visited a number of times and each time she's been able to see almost everyone. In-between visits, she has mostly stayed in touch with Dorothy. They talk regularly every couple of months.

With each visit, she learns more and more about her family. In fact, she recently flew out for another big barbecue at the ranch back in October. It's when she came home from that trip that she decided to start writing. Within a few days, the first chapter of Searching For A Girl was posted to the blog.

Katnip Lounge asked:

"We would love to see more pictures of Glogirly's Mom, Alice! She is so pretty and looks so much like Glogirly, we think."

TOP LEFT: Dorothy and Alice, 6 and 3-years-old, 1939

TOP RIGHT: Alice, 9-years-old, 1944

LOWER LEFT: Alice, 4-years-old, 1940

LOWER RIGHT: Alice, Dorothy and Jeanette, sisters, 1941

TOP LEFT: Alice (far left) 1949

TOP RIGHT: Alice, 16-years-old

LOWER LEFT: Alice, long hair just taken out of a braid

LOWER RIGHT: Dorothy is engaged! Back L-R: Nevah, Jeanette, Dorothy, Alice

looloo wrote:

"We adopted 2 children, and of course, my question is more about how you felt to be an adopted child. One of my best friends was adopted, by her grandparents, because her parents died in a car crash, and she told me that, every time something went wrong (in her eyes of course...) she thought "if my mum was still alive, it would be different." Now she has two kids herself, teenagers, and realized that she was wrong, but...how sad."

Katie:

From a very young age, Glogirly knew she was adopted and understood what that meant. Her parents were very open and honest with her and did a wonderful job of helping her to understand how lucky and how loved she was. She never felt like anything was missing. Except that growing up as an only child, she had always wished for a sister or a brother. But her parents let her bring a friend with on many family vacations, which in Glogirly's eyes was WAY better than a sibling!

To Glogirly, her parents portrayed her birthmother as a brave young woman who could not take care of Glogirly herself, but loved her enough to give her to a family that could. This created a foundation of love and respect for a woman that Glogirly thought she would never know.

All grown up, Glogirly realizes that not everyone is as fortunate as her. Not every story has a happy ending. No family, even hers, is perfect. But she is and will always be very grateful for her families. Her adoptive family AND her birth family.

looloo also wrote:

"Our children gave us so much, and I cannot help thinking of your parents, who must have been very grateful to have a daughter like you." ... "Your story is really moving, and I think everything was possible because you have an open mind, taught by your adoptive parents."

Katie:

Glogirly says there are moments, snapshots of memories, that stay with you forever. She remembers sitting around the kitchen table at suppertime with her mom and dad when she was 14. There was a little TV on the counter that her mom usually shut off during mealtime, but it was turned on that night. There was a news show called PM Magazine on the air and they were doing a story about a couple that was adopting a baby. Glogirly, her mom and dad sat there, still, transfixed on the tiny screen. The two new parents were anxiously waiting in an airport for their newly adopted baby to arrive. The cameras filmed them as an adoption worker arrived and placed the baby in their arms. The mother was holding the baby and the father was holding both of them. Tears were streaming down their faces and they couldn't stop smiling.

When Glogirly looked over to her parents, they were still staring at the TV. They were holding each others hand and tears were streaming down their faces. They told Glogirly it reminded them of when she was put into their arms. It was the happiest day of their lives. And they were so proud of Glogirly and the young woman she was becoming.

Fin asked:

"We were wondering what's happened since?"

Katie:

That's a great question, Fin. Unfortunately there have been a few sad events. Glogirly's Uncle Fred, one of Alice's four siblings, was in a nursing home when she met him on her first visit to CA. He passed away shortly after. She remembers his big smile, love of strawberries and a special photo of his daughter he kept by his bedside.

Jeanette, the oldest sister, developed cancer about a year after Glogirly's first visit and passed away that December. Glogirly feels so fortunate to have had that conversation with her about her parents, the adoption and how thankful she was for Alice and her sisters.

One of Jeanette's children, Mike, also passed away from cancer not long after Jeanette. Glogirly had a chance to spend time with Mike on a road trip from San Luis Obispo to Sunnyvale with Dorothy.

Dorothy is doing great. She's active, healthy and very involved in her son's and grandchildren's lives. She still loves getting to the opera or a Giants game with her best friend, Thelma. Glogirly and Dorothy have kept in touch over the phone. Each time they talk they feel recharged and reconnected. With each conversation, Glogirly is reminded of her adoptive dad and his passion for life. Just like Glogirly's dad, Dorothy's glass is always half full.

Glogirly is hoping to make another trip sometime soon. I'll tell you about her plans in Part 3 of the Epilogue. Thanks everyone for all of your comments and questions!

Epilogue Part 1 - Dad

2011-12-04T00:00:00.005-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Glogirly and I have been enjoying some downtime together. I've been nagging at her to get going on the Epilogue. As she's been procrastinating, she's at least been keeping my tummy full and litter box empty.

Also, she and Gloman just got Direct TV. So they've been, well... a little distracted. I'm still looking for the Cat Channel. So far no luck. Not that I'd be able to pry the remote from their tight grip.

Thanks for all of your great questions and comments. Without a doubt, the topic that appeared over and over again in the questions was - Dad. What about Glogirly's birth father? Part 1 of the Epilogue is all about Dad.

But first, in case you've missed anything, be sure to check out the links:

Searching For A Girl - Prologue

Chapter 1 - The Day After Mothers Day

Chapter 2 - So You Want To Be A Genealogist

Chapter 3 - Sam From Kansas

Chapter 4 - Four Hours

Chapter 5 - A, B, C

Chapter 6 - The Local Rite Aid

Chapter 7 - Dear Ms. Cotter,

Chapter 8 - A Gift

Chapter 9 - Questions + Answers + Questions

Chapter 10 - It's Your Aunt Dorothy

Chapter 11 - You Look Like Alice

Chapter 12 - Another Mother

Chapter 13 - The Little Pink House

Chapter 14 - Thank You

Chapter 15 - Jim

Chapter 16 - Surprise Of A Lifetime

Chapter 17 - Beloved Mother And Sister

Glogirly's background report contained a number of details about her birth father. No names of course, but some enlightening and even shocking facts. Remember, these details were likely what Alice told the Children's Home Society worker at the time she was finalizing the adoption agreement. Based on the details of the report, Glogirly believes that the information was probably a result of an interview and/or paperwork process both before and after her birth.

The following excerpt is taken word for word from the background report:

"Your birth father was approximately 39 years of age at the time of your birth. He was of Irish descent and the Quaker faith. He was five feet, 9 inches tall and weighed 150 pounds. He had a slender build. He had black hair, brown eyes and a fair complexion. He graduated from high school, completed a Bachelor of Science degree in Engineering and held an executive director position. He was in good health. Your birth father was married to another at the time of your birth. During this union, five children were born. There appears to be no further information in the record regarding your paternal half-siblings.

Your birth mother was single and had no children prior to your birth. Your birth parents met at work and had a relationship. Upon discovering the pregnancy your birth father was informed. Your birth mother reported your birth father was not supportive of her during that time and she ended their relationship. Although a very difficult decision for her, your birth mother decided that allowing you the opportunity of an adoptive family was the best plan and she contacted CHS approximately four months prior to your birth for adoption services."

This was certainly a shocker. It was quite possibly a nice way of saying that he was a cheating philanderer with five, count them, FIVE kids. They met at work, where he was the boss and she was a subordinate. Then when she found out she was pregnant, he wanted nothing to do with her. Nice guy.

Although there were more details about her birth father than Glogirly expected, there weren't nearly enough to launch a full fledged search.

On her first trip to visit her family, Glogirly carefully pried to find out anything she could about her birth father. The subject was taboo though. She learned quickly that it was a secretive scandal no one wanted to touch. Dorothy didn't know anything about him. In fact she was shocked to learn what Glogirly already knew. Not Jeanette or any of her children knew a thing. Don't ask, don't tell.

To Glogirly's surprise, it was Armi who proved to be the most helpful. She commented again and again that Glogirly must look like her father.

Alice at 18-years-old - Glogirly at 47-years-old

The only photograph of Alice that really looked like Glogirly was her high school graduation photo.

Young Alice

As a little girl her hair was blonde before it turned brunette like Glogirly's. As an adult, the aging effects of cerebral palsy were not kind and the resemblance was lost.

Alice, approx. 40-years-old

When Glogirly shared the details from the report with Armi, she began to fill in some of the blanks. Alice must have met him at Achievement House. Achievement house was and still is a non-profit organization located in San Luis Obispo County, not far from the family ranch in Los Osos. It provides employment, training and placement for physically disabled adults. Alice worked at Achievement House and that's where Glogirly's birth father must have met her. It must be where he held the position of Executive Director, as mentioned in the background report. He was Alice's superior. A married man with children of his own quite possibly taking advantage of a physically disabled young woman, 13 years his junior.

Armi didn't know his name. She was the only one that Glogirly felt comfortable even asking. Armi was quite sure though that he and his family had left California. It was a small town scandal of significant proportions. Armi figured he'd been "run out of town."

When Glogirly returned home to Minnesota, she did a little digging. She even called Achievement House and asked if anyone could tell her who held the position of Executive Director in 1962-63. Her story was that she was doing some genealogical research. She spoke with someone in charge of marketing and eventually confessed why she was really asking. He was very kind, shared that his wife was also an adoptee and was searching for her family too. The Achievement House records were a mess though, as they were preparing for a 50 year anniversary, so he promised to get back to her if he found anything.

A couple of weeks later, Glogirly received an email. There was no definitive information. The name she was looking for might be Rathbone. But there was no way of knowing for sure.

Glogirly used the search tactics she had perfected looking for her birthmother and family. She found many Rathbone's, but none that matched the family she was looking for.

Looking for her birth father felt entirely different than looking for her birthmother. Even if she found him, what would the result be? Sure, she might find a few more answers. She might look like him. But the ramifications of contacting him were far more dangerous and potentially hurtful. What if his wife never knew? What if she did know? What if no one knew? What if his kids found out that their father had an affair? So many possibilities, most of which could cause a family a tremendous amount of hurt. She wasn't seeing any happy endings on the paternal side of the family search.

And what would Glogirly even say to him? The conversation certainly wouldn't resemble her conversation with Jeanette and Dorothy. The result of his actions broke Alice's heart. She lived with that pain her whole life. Even though there were probably more sides to the story, Glogirly didn't think much of this man.

Maybe it was easier for Glogirly to face her maternal birth family since she had been without her own mom, her adoptive mother, for 20+ years. The pain of losing her so many years ago had softened. When it came to finding her birthfather though, maybe it was all too soon after her own dad's death. She'd lost him only a few years prior to her search. The loss is still with her and she misses him everyday. That part of her heart that just might not have room for anyone else.

The reality is, Glogirly found who she was looking for. She found Alice and came to know her through her family. She also found something she didn't even realize she was looking for. A sense of belonging, history and family. Most important of all, Dorothy.

In part 2 of the epilogue, I'll answer the other questions that we've received and tell you a little more about what has happened since Glogirly's first visit.

We Want YOU!

2011-11-28T00:48:00.005-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Thank you so much for tuning in to Searching For A Girl, the story of Glogirly's search for her biological roots. Every single one of your comments touched her heart. She's working on the epilogue and will be including some details about what's happened since. It's been four years now since she found Dorothy and the rest of the family.

As long as Glogirly's story was, there were many details omitted. Things you might enjoy knowing about. So We Want YOU! We want your questions that is.

If there is anything you'd like to know...anything at all...just leave your questions in the comments or send us an email. (there's a link to our email address in our profile) We'll be sure to include your questions and answers in the epilogue.

Now it's onto more pressing matters like, what will I blog about next? Certainly there are some wrongs that need to be righted, some grievances that deserve to be aired.

I'm on it!

Chapter 17 - Beloved Mother And Sister

2011-11-23T00:00:00.003-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Welcome back to Another Mother. Today's chapter is a special one, just in time for Thanksgiving. Glogirly and I hope you enjoy it.

But first, if you've missed my previous posts be sure to check out:

Searching For A Girl - Prologue

Chapter 1 - The Day After Mothers Day

Chapter 2 - So You Want To Be A Genealogist

Chapter 3 - Sam From Kansas

Chapter 4 - Four Hours

Chapter 5 - A, B, C

Chapter 6 - The Local Rite Aid

Chapter 7 - Dear Ms. Cotter,

Chapter 8 - A Gift

Chapter 9 - Questions + Answers + Questions

Chapter 10 - It's Your Aunt Dorothy

Chapter 11 - You Look Like Alice

Chapter 12 - Another Mother

Chapter 13 - The Little Pink House

Chapter 14 - Thank You

Chapter 15 - Jim

Chapter 16 - Surprise Of A Lifetime

Glogirly and Dorothy said their goodbye's to Jim, Armie, Craig and Angela. Glogirly promised to come back soon. They drove down the winding dirt trail through the two cattle gates and onto the main road, Clark Valley Road. Glogirly thought about her grandfather and how he had built the very road they were driving on. The ranch property became smaller and smaller in the rear window as they drove away. Two miles down, at the end of the curvy road was the highway that would take them back north, towards the San Francisco airport.

But first there was one last stop to make. Just across the highway from Clark Valley Road was Los Osos Memorial Park, the cemetery where Glogirly's grandparents, Dorothy's husband Larry, Jeanette's husband Charles were all laid to rest. This was also the cemetery where Alice was buried.

Glogirly's grandfather, Richard H. Beecham, built the original cemetery.

Dorothy brought Glogirly over to the mausoleum where her grandparents were. Richard Harvey Beecham and Nevah Arthur Beecham. Glogirly never really had grandparents. Only her dad's mother was alive at the time she was adopted and she passed away before Glogirly was old enough to remember her much. She stood there watching Dorothy, reading the names of her grandparents. She walked over to the wall and ran her hand over the smooth letters of their names.

Dorothy and her parents, Glogirly's grandparents.

Richard H. and Nevah B. Beecham.

Everyone she'd met told Glogirly that she must have inherited her artistic and musical talent from her grandmother, Nevah. Nevah was a painter and an artist. She could play any musical instrument she laid her hands on, just by ear. None of her children really inherited that talent though. Glogirly's adoptive parents were not artistic either. They loved music, but couldn't play it. They encouraged Glogirly's art, but couldn't draw or paint themselves. Glogirly was different. She was born with a gift and loved everything from crayons to paint. She brought drawing paper and pastels on every family vacation. Art was her favorite subject in school. She later went to college for design and art. Even now, she uses her artistic talent everyday. When Glogirly took piano lessons, her teachers told her that she had a natural gift few people had. She connected with the music she played in a way that captivated the listener. It was a gift. And that gift had to have come from somewhere. Glogirly believes it came from Nevah.

They walked over to Dorothy's husband's grave. Glogirly thought about her search and finding the death records for Dorothy and Jeanette's husbands. They were just words on a computer screen then, but seeing Dorothy standing at her husband's grave was something quite different and much more powerful than words.

The last grave they visited was Alice's. What Glogirly saw, shook her to her core. She could hardly breathe. She couldn't speak. The only movement came from the tears that were streaming down her face.

The marker on Alice's grave was a sad, little metal frame. It measured about 5 inches by 7 inches. Rusted and bent from the elements, with grass reaching out from the inside corners, it held a torn piece of plastic over a sheet of paper. Typed on the stained paper: "Alice M. Beecham 1936-1996."

Alice

Glogirly's heart physically ached. The woman that had given birth to her, had sacrificed so much to give her a chance at a life with a loving family, had nothing more than a temporary grave marker. It was as if her life hadn't mattered.

Dorothy felt terrible. She explained that someone was to have arranged for an appropriate marker, said they did, but apparently never had. She didn't even know until then.

Glogirly took out her camera and photographed Alice's frame. It was all she had of her.

She and Dorothy walked to the car in silence and then left for the airport.

It was a few miles before either of them spoke. Glogirly had an idea. But she needed to contain her emotions so she could speak without falling apart. When she was ready she told Dorothy that she wanted to do something with her. Then it was as if they were inside each other's thoughts. Almost in unison, Dorothy and Glogirly said to each other that they wanted to get a proper marker for Alice's grave. Glogirly said it would mean a great deal to her to be able to do it with Dorothy. Dorothy couldn't agree more. She said Alice had loved roses and they should pick one that had roses on it. Alice was spiritual and devoted to her church. A cross would be nice too.

Glogirly added that her full name should appear on the marker. Alice Mae Beecham. Glogirly's adoptive mother's name was Eunice Mae. It was a small connection that she wanted to honor.

Then Dorothy added one more thing. She reached over and took Glogirly's hand. "It should read, Beloved Mother & Sister."

And so it did.

Beloved Mother and Sister

The End

For Dorothy

Glogirly's story is far from over. It continues to unfold even today.

Please come back soon for the Epilogue.

Chapter 16 - Surprise Of A Lifetime

2011-11-21T20:00:00.004-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Thanks for coming back for the next chapter! There's just a couple left and you won't want to miss a single word. Many of you have commented on how generous I am to loan my blog out to Glogirly and her story for so long. I know I'm generous, sweet, good-looking too. I'm a cat and that's just how I roll.

Ok, here we go!

But first, if you've missed my previous posts be sure to check out:

Searching For A Girl - Prologue

Chapter 1 - The Day After Mothers Day

Chapter 2 - So You Want To Be A Genealogist

Chapter 3 - Sam From Kansas

Chapter 4 - Four Hours

Chapter 5 - A, B, C

Chapter 6 - The Local Rite Aid

Chapter 7 - Dear Ms. Cotter,

Chapter 8 - A Gift

Chapter 9 - Questions + Answers + Questions

Chapter 10 - It's Your Aunt Dorothy

Chapter 11 - You Look Like Alice

Chapter 12 - Another Mother

Chapter 13 - The Little Pink House

Chapter 14 - Thank You

Chapter 15 - Jim

Ever since Glogirly uncovered the identities of her birth family, she had dreamed about hopping on a plane and showing up at someones doorstep. Surprise! There was just something so compelling about the element of surprise. Of course, she knew that approach was not in anyone's best interest.

Suddenly things changed though. With an open invitation up to Jim's family barbecue and Dorothy by her side, Glogirly was about to embark on the surprise of a lifetime. She wasn't just going to shock her uncle, but the whole family. Dorothy was almost giddy. Glogirly hoped her uncle had a strong heart.

About two miles up the winding road from the highway was the entrance to the Beecham Ranch. Through a cattle gate and up a steep dirt road, Glogirly could just barely make out a ranch style home off to her right. A bunch of large earth moving equipment was parked off to the the left at the base of a big gravel pit. Jim's son Craig ran that part of the family business. The first house they pulled up to was Craig's. Craig and his wife Angela had two boys and one girl. There was no telling if anyone would be at the house since the barbecue was up at Jim and Armi's home, just a little farther up the dirt road.

Dorothy pulled up next to Craig's house. She and Glogirly walked around back looking for anyone that might be there. The back of the house looked more like it was the front. The long ranch style home opened up to a crescent shaped patio area. It overlooked the rolling hills and deep valleys of the ranch property. Way down at the bottom, almost out of view, was the original house that Dorothy and Alice had grown up in. Glogirly's grandfather built the house himself and forged all the roads that wound throughout the area, up, down and around those beautiful hills.

The house that Craig's family now lived in was also where he grew up. Until just a few years prior, it had belonged to his parents, Jim and Armi. When they built a new home about a quarter mile up the road, Craig and his family moved in their old one. That's where they're raising their family today.

Dorothy opened up the sliding glass door from the patio into the kitchen. There was Craig. He was standing in the kitchen, just on the other side of the breakfast table, eating a grilled cheese sandwich. He was wearing a cowboy hat, boots and a big buckled belt. He was cutting his sandwich with a hunting knife and looked completely at home as a cowboy straight from the ranch. He was surprised to see Dorothy and motioned her in right away. He looked at Glogirly with a puzzled expression and before Dorothy could say a word, Glogirly walked over and introduced herself as Debbie and shook his hand. Then Dorothy said, "Craig, this is Debbie. She's your cousin." With her voice cracking and tears welling in her eyes, "She's Alice's daughter."

Craig's eyes opened wide and the knife and cheese sandwich dropped to the table with a thud. "No sh*t! Well get over here and let me give you a hug."

He welcomed her right into the family. Of course he wanted to know how on earth it was that she had found them. But they needed to get up to the big house to meet everyone else so Dorothy and Glogirly gave him the quick and abbreviated version of the story. He was shocked. Couldn't believe it. Wow.

They made their way up to Jim's house. Everyone was gathered on the patio and the barbecue was already fired up. Dorothy quietly pointed out to Glogirly where Jim and Armi were, then walked her right over to them.

Jim was sitting sideways on one of the picnic table benches in the sunshine. His arm was resting comfortably on the table and he looked right at home. He had on a well-worn western hat and work boots. He looked exactly as Dorothy had described him. Even at 80 years-old, he was no stranger to hard work. His hands were a working man's hands. Still there was something very distinguished about him. The rolling hills of the ranch made a beautiful backdrop to the patio. There were some sheep baahing in the distance.

Armi was standing not far behind. She had on a cotton shirt and dungarees. She was so tiny, not even 5' tall. Her hair was salt and pepper black. The lines in her face were very expressive and she spoke with her hands. She was very animated. There was indeed something mysterious about her, maybe even a little intimidating. Dorothy had mentioned that she read palms and gave psychic readings from time to time. She actually looked the part.

As Dorothy walked Glogirly over to Jim, a few people looked their way, wondering who that must be with her. Jim's face lit up when he saw Dorothy. "Well, look who's here!"

"Jim, I'd like you to meet Debbie." Dorothy was already choked up and had a hard time finishing. "Debbie is Alice's daughter."

Jim got right up off of the bench. "Well I'll be...well come on over here and let me give you a hug." No handshakes were necessary. "Welcome to the family."

TOP LEFT: Jim, completely in his element

TOP RIGHT: Armi's Psychic Readings

LOWER LEFT: Craig and Jim

LOWER RIGHT: Armi and Glogirly

The buzz was spreading and everyone was coming over to see what all the fuss was. It was the surprise of a lifetime. Glogirly must have told the story of her search twenty times. Each time, everyone was riveted. When they found out how little information Glogirly had to go on, not even a name, they just shook their heads in amazement. You went through all that to find US? Well we hope you're not too disappointed!

A few even told Glogirly she had a future as a private detective.

Jim's wife, Armi, even got in on the excitement. She couldn't stop hugging Glogirly. Every time she did, her head would fit just perfectly underneath Glogirly's chin. She kept saying that Glogirly must look like her father because she didn't much look like the Beecham's.

Alice & Glogirly

Everyone else though saw the resemblance. Glogirly had her mother's eyes, her cheeks and her smile. They had the same fair skin.

As the excitement was calming, Craig's wife Angela showed up. A genealogy buff, she was fascinated. She wanted to hear every single detail. Her eyes would open wide and she'd cover her mouth with her hands as Glogirly walked her through the steps of her search. Angela was fascinated and couldn't stop asking questions.

The Beecham's had welcomed Glogirly into the family with arms opened wide. They made her promise to come back and come back often. Glogirly told them all about her Gloman and they were anxious to meet him. It was Armi that took hold of her hands, looked right into her eyes and said, "I know you already have a family that loves you, dear. But you can never have too much family. We're your family now too."

It was quite a kick for Glogirly. She'll never forget the expressions on her family's faces as they realized who she was. It took many of them a few seconds to register everything. After all, they hadn't even thought about Alice and the baby she gave up for years. It was like running into a very old friend and slowly recalling the memories one at a time. For some it happened in slow motion.

It was quite a day. And for many, the surprise of a lifetime.

Chapter 15 - Jim

2011-11-20T15:00:00.002-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Welcome back to Another Mother. There's only a few chapters left and you won't want to miss a single one! All this typing...I'm going to add it to my own resume. Next time Glogirly thinks she's going to use me as a personal assistant and ghost writer, she's going to have to come up with a salmon bonus package.

Ok, here we go!

But first, if you've missed my previous posts be sure to check out:

Searching For A Girl - Prologue

Chapter 1 - The Day After Mothers Day

Chapter 2 - So You Want To Be A Genealogist

Chapter 3 - Sam From Kansas

Chapter 4 - Four Hours

Chapter 5 - A, B, C

Chapter 6 - The Local Rite Aid

Chapter 7 - Dear Ms. Cotter,

Chapter 8 - A Gift

Chapter 9 - Questions + Answers + Questions

Chapter 10 - It's Your Aunt Dorothy

Chapter 11 - You Look Like Alice

Chapter 12 - Another Mother

Chapter 13 - The Little Pink House

Chapter 14 - Thank You

Glogirly was very curious about Jim, the oldest brother, and his family. She remembered her first phone conversation with Sharon. Sharon kept it vague, but it was clear that something had once driven a wedge into the family. Not Sharon, her mother Jeanette, or any of her immediate family had seen or spoken to Jim's family in over 20 years. They hadn't even gone to Alice's funeral because of this mysterious rift.

Yet so far, Dorothy had spoken very highly of her older brother. She admired his work ethic, his dedication to family and his deep respect for their parents. She had always been impressed by his business instincts and moral code. He was the one after all that carried on the family business. He was probably the smartest person she had ever known.

Dorothy and her brother, Jim.

Dorothy thought it was important though, to explain a few things before they decided whether or not to call on Jim.

Years ago, Jim's wife Armrel, Armi for short, had been quite mean to her and in particular to Alice. It was something that Dorothy had worked very hard to get past. Armi was kind of an outsider. She was a tiny little Armenian woman with a larger than life personality. She wasn't one to mince words. She could be blunt with her opinions and judgements. As a result, some of the family had distanced themselves from her.

Even Dorothy confessed that years ago, Armi had written some very hurtful things to her in a letter. It took a long time for her to get past those words. But Dorothy was the peacekeeper of the family. She loved her brother very much and would never turn her back on him. She had the utmost respect and adoration for her parents. Dorothy wore her feelings on her sleeve and wasn't scared to speak her mind. But to her, life was just too short to waste time on hurt feelings. Family was the most important thing. That's how Dorothy chose to live her life.

Despite the fact that some of the family still harbored ill feelings, they were all still family. Glogirly had a right to know them. It was her birthright.

Besides being the family peacekeeper, Dorothy was the protector. And with Glogirly, it was like she was still a newborn. She felt responsible for her like she had for her own children.

It was hard, but Dorothy told Glogirly that Armi had said some very hurtful things about Alice. She called her promiscuous, stubborn, and head strong. She didn't approve of the choices Alice had made in her life and probably felt as though she got what she deserved. Glogirly wasn't really surprised. After all it was the early 60's and unwed mothers weren't exactly winning popularity contests. Dorothy needed for Glogirly to understand that it was quite possible Armi would still talk about Alice in an unfavorable light. She wanted her to be prepared.

Glogirly thought again about all those possible outcomes she ran through her head before she ever contacted anyone. She prepared herself for anything and everything. Over the past few days, she had grown to love Alice through the eyes of her family. She knew that nothing would ever take that away. Everyone is entitled to their opinion. Glogirly didn't want to pick and choose who she met based on conjecture. She was all in.

The plan was set. The next morning, Dorothy would call her brother. She'd ask if Jim would like to meet her for a late breakfast or early lunch. As much as Dorothy wanted Glogirly to see the ranch where she and Alice had grown up, she wouldn't push it. One step at a time. She wanted Jim to meet Glogirly first. Then they'd talk about the rest of the family.

When Jim picked up the phone the next morning, he asked right away where Dorothy was. She said she had been visiting her son in Santa Maria and was very close by. She thought it would be nice to meet for breakfast.

"Breakfast?" Jim questioned. "Well, heck...just come on up here to the house. The whole family is here and we're having a big barbecue."

The whole family was certainly not what Dorothy was expecting. She mouthed the change of plans to Glogirly for approval. Glogirly nodded. "That would be great, Jim. Say, I've got a special friend I'd like to bring with me..."

Dorothy could hear someone ask if the special friend was a man. "Ha! Not THAT kind of friend."

"By all means," Jim answered, "You know you and your friends are always welcome. We'll see you soon."

Dorothy told Glogirly to fasten her seatbelt. They were in for a ride. Glogirly was about to meet the whole family. And boy, was it ever going to be a surprise.

Chapter 14 - Thank You

2011-11-18T22:00:00.017-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Welcome back to Another Mother. Glogirly wants me to thank you from the bottom of her heart for your wonderful comments and emails. She is very touched that you are enjoying the story. Myself, I'm getting a little anxious to take back the spotlight. This is MY blog after all.

If you've missed my previous posts be sure to check out:

Searching For A Girl - Prologue

Chapter 1 - The Day After Mothers Day

Chapter 2 - So You Want To Be A Genealogist

Chapter 3 - Sam From Kansas

Chapter 4 - Four Hours

Chapter 5 - A, B, C

Chapter 6 - The Local Rite Aid

Chapter 7 - Dear Ms. Cotter,

Chapter 8 - A Gift

Chapter 9 - Questions + Answers + Questions

Chapter 10 - It's Your Aunt Dorothy

Chapter 11 - You Look Like Alice

Chapter 12 - Another Mother

Chapter 13 - The Little Pink House

Dorothy and Glogirly headed up the coast towards a town called Paso Robles. Jeanette's oldest daughter, Candy, lived on a horse ranch just outside of town. Jeanette and all of her children were gathering there to meet Glogirly.

Dorothy enjoyed playing the part of Ambassador. She took great care to make sure Glogirly was not overwhelmed and that she was comfortable and ready for every step of her journey. She said she didn't want her to go running home to Minnesota, never to return. Dorothy liked to keep things light. She wasn't one to take life too seriously.

The ranch looked out over a beautiful countryside with rolling hills. It was hot and dusty outside. Paso Robles is known for their hot, windy weather. Everyone was gathered in the kitchen as Dorothy and Glogirly pulled up to the house. There were hugs all around and plenty of laughter. A few tears too, but they were happy tears.

What struck Glogirly the most about her cousin Sharon, were her eyes. She had the most beautiful, clear, blue eyes she'd ever seen. Their sparkle matched her spirit that Glogirly had instantly felt drawn to over the phone. Sharon was very protective of her mom and stuck by her side. Jeanette was quiet and looked a little frail. A gust of that wind could carry her away. In the kitchen she gave Glogirly a hug and told her how nice it was to meet her. But she kind of stood back and let the others talk. She didn't like being the center of attention. Dorothy helped break the ice again by telling the others what she and Glogirly had been up to and how much fun they'd had so far getting to know each other.

Once everyone moved into the great room, Glogirly sat down next to Jeanette on a small sofa. Jeanette was a beautiful woman. Even at 83, there was something very glamorous about her. She took great care with her makeup and hair. Her lipstick was perfectly applied and her nails were manicured and bright red. She said she'd worn bright nail polish for as many years as she could remember. Never left the house without a fresh coat of polish. She held her hands together, looking down at them in her lap. Glogirly could tell Jeanette was shy. She knew that feeling very well. As a kid, she was painfully shy. It wasn't until she got to college and tried very hard to come out of her shell that she began feeling comfortable around other people. No one would believe it today, but Glogirly still considers herself extremely shy. She just works very hard at making it appear that she's not.

Jeanette had brought an old photo album with her. She opened it up on her lap and Glogirly scooted in close. She walked her through every single photo. Glogirly's impression was right. Jeanette was an absolutely stunning young woman. She had the same eyes as Sharon. So striking.

TOP LEFT: Jeanette and her accordian

TOP RIGHT: Portrait of Jeanette

LOWER LEFT: Alice & Jeanette, love the shoes!

LOWER RIGHT: Alice & Jeanette outside the family home

She told Golgirly about the time she had spent in the US Navy WAVES. The WAVES were a World War II-era division of the US Navy that consisted entirely of women. Women Accepted for Volunteer Emergency Service, or WAVES for short. She looked beautiful in the crisp uniform. She talked of her husband, Charles Cotter, who had also served his country during the war. He was in the US Army in Normandy.

Glogirly talked about her dad. He and Jeanette would have been the exactly same age. They were born just a few days apart. Glogirly's dad was a US Marine in WWII. He fought in the pacific islands and was eventually injured on Iwo Jima. He was on a Navy hospital ship just off the shore of Iwo when the flag was raised on top of Mount Suribachi. He could see it outside through the ship window. That's when he knew the war was finally over.

One-on-one, Jeanette quickly warmed up to Glogirly. Although she was soft spoken, she looked right into Glogirly's eyes when she talked. She was expressive and warm. She asked Glogirly why she had searched for them. Glogirly talked about how she had grown up, how her adoptive parents had always been open and honest about everything. How they had shown such respect and gratitude to a young woman who was brave and strong and loved her baby enough to give it up. Glogirly said that she had always dreamed of having an opportunity to say Thank You to her birthmother. That was why she searched.

She was too late for Alice, but Glogirly took Jeanette's hand in hers, looked into her clear eyes and said Thank You. It was as if there were no other people in the room, just Jeanette and Glogirly. It meant so much to be able to say the words she had thought about all those years. Their eyes welled up with tears, but Jeanette was comforted knowing that everything had turned out okay. The baby her youngest sister gave up was happy and well. She had a good life. Jeanette smiled through her tears.

Glogirly had brought a slide show on her laptop computer to share. Everyone gathered around to see the images of Young Glogirly and her parents. She had the first photo that was ever taken of her, the day her new mommy and daddy brought her home. She even included the adoption announcement that her parents sent to family and friends announcing Glogirly's arrival. It was very special to her because it was written in her mom's handwriting. There were photos growing up, high school graduation, and of course wedding photos of her and Gloman, her stepson Gabe and last but not least her cat, Katie.

Young Glogirly's Adoption Announcement

Glogirly knew that Jeanette and Dorothy both still had a lot of pain surrounding her birth. A birth is supposed to be joyous, but for Alice and her sisters this particular birth was also heartbreaking. Glogirly made a point of telling the story she knew her parents would have told if they were still alive. Because for them, it was one of the happiest days of their lives.

The nurse from the adoption agency wrapped Glogirly in a pink and white flannel blanket and gently put her in her new mother's arms. Her mom and dad just ooked at her in amazement. They said that there was no greater joy on earth that when they held that little life in their arms for the first time. It was no less significant than a mother giving birth and holding her baby for the first time. It was a day and a moment they carried with them their whole lives. And the gratitude they felt for the young mother that gave birth to their daughter was something they carried with them their whole lives as well.

Everyone loves a happy ending. Alice's heartache, Dorothy and Jeanette's too, was somehow softened knowing that the baby they always wondered about had grown into a beautiful woman, surrounded by love.

When it came time to leave, Jeanette gave the photo album to Glogirly so she could scan as many pictures as she wanted. Glogirly held onto the album like a cherished heirloom. She couldn't wait to show the photos to Gloman.

Just before the goodbyes, Glogirly gathered everyone in front of Candy's house for a family photo. She could have gone home that very moment feeling complete. She remembers closing here eyes and whispering to herself, Thank You. Thank you to Alice, thank you to her parents, and thank you to God.

TOP LEFT: Dorothy, Candy, Jeanette, Sharon

TOP RIGHT: Jeanette

LOWER LEFT: Dorothy & Jeanette

LOWER RIGHT: Sharon, Jeanette, Sharon #2, Candy, Dorothy, Mike

(Sharon #2 is Candy's friend, Mike is one of Jeanette's sons)

As they drove back to Santa Maria, Dorothy asked how Glogirly was doing. Was she overwhelmed? Tired? She was amazed at how Glogirly took everything in stride. Meeting a whole new family was quite an experience. After all there were way more of them and just one Glogirly. She asked her to think about the possibility of meeting a few more. Dorothy hadn't planned on introducing her to Jim, the oldest brother, and his family quite yet. At least not on this trip. In fact Jim, his wife Armie, and all of their grown children knew nothing of Glogirly or her search for them. They knew that Alice had given up a baby years ago, but nothing more.

Dorothy said that it was complicated. She needed to explain a few things before they decided what to do next. Most of all, Dorothy wanted to protect Glogirly.

It had been a long day by the time they arrived back in Santa Maria at Jeff's house. Everyone was in need of a good night's rest. Before they turned in for the night, Dorothy gave Glogirly a hug, held her hands and looked into here eyes. I love you, Debbie. I'm so glad you're here. Thank you for finding us.

Chapter 13 The Little Pink House

2011-11-17T00:00:00.001-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

I know, I know...you've been waiting and waiting! Well, me too. You might need to go back to Chapter 12 and read the last paragraph, just to review. Kind of like the "previously on..." clips from your favorite TV shows.

Here, I'll save you the trouble. We left off with Glogirly and Dorothy. It was their first night together. As Glogirly drifted off to sleep she was beginning to realize that Dorothy was much more than an aunt. She was another mother.

If you've missed my previous posts be sure to check out:

Searching For A Girl - Prologue

Chapter 1 - The Day After Mothers Day

Chapter 2 - So You Want To Be A Genealogist

Chapter 3 - Sam From Kansas

Chapter 4 - Four Hours

Chapter 5 - A, B, C

Chapter 6 - The Local Rite Aid

Chapter 7 - Dear Ms. Cotter,

Chapter 8 - A Gift

Chapter 9 - Questions + Answers + Questions

Chapter 10 - It's Your Aunt Dorothy

Chapter 11 - You Look Like Alice

Chapter 12 - Another Mother

I'm so happy you're here.

That's what Dorothy said to Glogirly before she kissed her goodnight. Glogirly climbed into the antique bed with the smooth sheets and reflected on the day. It was almost surreal. Despite how tenacious she can be, Glogirly was still surprised that she had uncovered enough information to come this far. And to have it unfold so beautifully, to be welcomed into a family with open arms, well it was far more than she'd ever hoped for.

It was a quick breakfast the next morning. Dorothy had plans for part two of Glogirly's adventure. They loaded their bags into her trunk and headed south on the 101. Sunnyvale to Santa Maria was about a four hour drive. Dorothy's son, Jeff, was expecting them.

The scenery on the way down brought back many childhood memories. Glogirly found her mind wandering into the past. Her dad loved the open road. Loved to camp. The California landscape reminded her of camping trips and family vacations as a kid. In fact when she was just barely walking, dad, mom and Glogirly went on a Jeep trip into Baja. That's when they lived in Santa Maria. Her dad was the president of the Santa Maria Four Wheeler's Club. The whole club went on a week long caravan through Baja, down into Mexico.

Fast forward to just a few years ago. Glogirly found an old 8mm home movie her dad shot on that trip. Growing up, her dad loved to talk about the Baja trip and how proud he was of Glogirly and her mom "roughing it" on the dusty trail. Later, when Glogirly's dad was very sick, she dug through boxes looking for that film. Once she found it, she had the brittle 8mm film transferred to DVD. She brought it into the nursing home he was living at and played it for him on her laptop computer. He wasn't able to talk anymore, but it was clear he remembered that family trip. It was one of many, but because it was the first with Young Glogirly, it was special. Glogirly's dad passed away the next day.

Glogirly and Dorothy lost themselves in conversation about family. Dorothy reminisced about vacations, road trips and camping up in the California mountains. She reminded Glogirly so much of her own parents. Especially her dad. Dorothy had an optimistic outlook on life that was just like her dad's. She saw good in people. She saw opportunity in challenges. She didn't let anything get her down. These were also the qualities that made Glogirly's dad her hero.

Glogirly remembered one time in particular, shortly after her dad moved into the nursing home. It broke her heart that he was aging and struggling, that he needed help she couldn't give him at home. She and her dad were sitting together just outside the nursing home on some patio chairs in the breezy shade. They were looking across the street at a small park with the downtown Minneapolis skyline in the background. The metrodome, where her dad's favorite football and baseball teams played, was in view. Glogirly will never forget this. Her dad took her hand and told her not to feel bad. He didn't mind living in the nursing home. In fact he said there was no place he'd rather be than with her right there, sitting in the breeze, enjoying the day. As long as he was near his daughter, he was exactly where he needed to be.

That's how he looked at life. Challenges and struggles never held him back and never discouraged him. To this day, Glogirly admires her dad for these qualities and tries to live her life like he did.

Road trips were perfect for reflecting and perfect for sharing stories. Dorothy and Glogirly enjoyed every mile.

Not far from Santa Maria was Pismo Beach. That's where Glogirly and her dad would go sand-duning. Occasionally, they'd convince mom to join in the fun, but it was usually just the two of them. They'd whip around the giant dunes in a sparkly purple dune buggy, bouncing over bumps, climbing the steepest dunes and flying off into pillows of sand. It was like riding a rollercoaster and Glogirly loved every minute of it.

Seeing the Pismo Beach exit sign meant they were very close to Santa Maria and Dorothy's son, Jeff. Glogirly couldn't wait to see the little town where she and her parents had lived so many years ago. She was too little to remember anything, but through photos she had vivid pictures in her mind's eye. It was where Glogirly first came home. She was exactly one month old the day her new mommy and daddy brought her to the little pink house in Santa Maria.

In preparation for Glogirly's trip to meet Dorothy, she had gone through some old papers and letters that her dad had kept in a safe box. Inside the dark green metal box were important documents like birth certificates, photos, even her original adoption decree. Glogirly wrote down the Santa Maria address that appeared on the adoption paperwork. There were a couple more cards and letters with different Santa Maria addresses as well. Three in all. These were the places that Glogirly and her parents had lived. She printed maps with the addresses in hopes that Dorothy's son would drive her around town to find the original houses she and her family had lived in.

Jeff met Glogirly with a huge smile. Dorothy introduced Glogirly as Alice's daughter. Dorothy couldn't say the words "Alice's daughter" without getting choked up. Jeff gave Glogirly a big hug, Dorothy cried, then they all hugged. Jeff was only a year older than Glogirly. When she was born, Jeff would have been just a baby. All these years later, with two babies all grown up and meeting for the first time, Dorothy was beaming.

Dorothy and her son, Jeff.

They enjoyed some wine and dinner at a local tasting room, catching up on a lifetime of stories and getting to know each other.

The next morning, Glogirly pulled her Santa Maria maps out of her suitcase. She and Jeff were on a mission. She hoped they wouldn't have too much trouble finding the first house. The little pink one. Maps in hand, off they went. Around the corner and down the block that is. House number one was so close to Jeff's house they could almost see it from his backyard. What were the chances? It was the little pink house that Glogirly had seen in so many family pictures. The first house where they became a family. It wasn't pink anymore, but everything else looked very much like the photos from 1964.

Young Glogirly, her mom and the little pink house.

The little pink house 45 years later.

House number two was about 1/4 mile away. House number three was just a couple miles farther. Now Santa Maria was a small town, but not THAT small. Glogirly's family had walked on the same sidewalks, driven down the same roads, went to the same beach as her birth family. It was fascinating. They had been so close.

Next up, the Cotters.

Dorothy and her older sister Jeanette (Cotter) had planned a small reunion of sorts at one of Jeanette's daughters homes. Glogirly was about to put a face with the first voice she'd heard. She was going to meet her cousin Sharon. She already felt a deep connection with Sharon after their phone conversations. Glogirly still carried a recording of the first message from Sharon on her cell phone. You are a gift to our family. The words that changed everything. Words that began the process of filling in the blanks and discovering a past.

Life Got In The Way

2011-11-14T23:23:00.006-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

I know, I know...WHERE'S CHAPTER 13 ALREADY???

Well Glogirly is telling me that life just got in the way, but she'll be writing the next chapter tomorrow. ...actually it's half done already.

Glogirly said she got a pink slip at work a little over a week ago. She's always told me that the pink ones are the best. But apparently that applies only to jelly beans and gum drops.

So she's had to take some time to promote herself a bit. The kind of work Glogirly does is very visual and an ordinary resume just won't do. So she built herself a website and just finished today.

You can take a peek if you'd like...

Just click HERE.

I think it's ok, except that there are NO cats on it. Imagine...NO CATS AT ALL. I sure hope this doesn't affect her chance at landing a decent job.

So I'm sorry you've been waiting so long, but as I've said before...It's HER fault.

See you tomorrow!

Chapter 12 - Another Mother

2011-11-08T00:00:00.003-03:00

Hi everyone, Katie here.

Thank you so much for your comments and emails. Glogirly's heart soars every time she reads them. That many of you have been on the edge of your seat in anticipation of the next chapter means the world to her.

And I'M sure happy all this typing is not in vain! My paws, boy are they are tired. I think a spa day may be in order.

So Dorothy just met Glogirly at the San Francisco airport. Bet you're wondering what happens next...

But first, if you've missed my previous posts be sure to check out:

Searching For A Girl - Prologue

Chapter 1 - The Day After Mothers Day

Chapter 2 - So You Want To Be A Genealogist

Chapter 3 - Sam From Kansas

Chapter 4 - Four Hours

Chapter 5 - A, B, C

Chapter 6 - The Local Rite Aid

Chapter 7 - Dear Ms. Cotter,

Chapter 8 - A Gift

Chapter 9 - Questions + Answers + Questions

Chapter 10 - It's Your Aunt Dorothy

Chapter 11 - You Look Like Alice

They put the luggage in the trunk and hopped in the car. Dorothy had brought her best friend, Thelma, along for the ride. She confessed that she needed her friend not only for navigational assistance, but for moral support.

Glogirly just wanted to sit and stare at Dorothy as she was driving. And Dorothy probably wanted to do the same. From San Francisco they headed south to Dorothy's home in Sunnyvale.

Thelma helped to break the ice, asking Glogirly questions about how she had managed to find everyone. Of course Dorothy had already shared the letters with Thelma so she knew at least some of the story and she was fascinated.

Glogirly found herself grateful for having a story to tell. Whether it was the condensed version of her search or the dramatic full-length story, people were instantly captivated.

It was easy to tell that Dorothy and Thelma were the best of friends. They lived just a few blocks from each other, both led very active and independent lives and enjoyed everything from baseball to opera. They each had season tickets to the San Jose Opera and every chance they got, they'd take in a Giants game together. Glogirly was impressed by their passion for life and their friendship. They were fun-seekers. Although she barely knew Dorothy yet, she was happy to know that she had a friend like Thelma in her life. Dorothy's family lived about 3 hours away in a couple of directions, but she was far from alone.

Glogirly could tell that the two of them had spent quite a bit of time talking about her, the search, the letters, the visit...everything. She giggled to herself, realizing that having Thelma along for the airport ride was the equivalent of going on a date and having your best friend call your cell phone about 30 minutes into it. By the time Dorothy reached Thelma's house to drop her off everyone was comfortable and laughing. Just like old friends.

When Glogirly had first spoken with Dorothy on the phone, she imagined her being very proper. On the phone, was articulate, gracious and polite. In person, all of this was very true. What Glogirly hadn't detected was how down to earth, casual and sincere Dorothy was. There was something about her, it was hard to pinpoint, but something that just felt like home. Dorothy reminded her so much of her own mom and dad. She was immediately one of the family.

Dorothy had taken the liberty of picking up a few things to cook for dinner. She thought that it would be much more comfortable and easier to talk if they made their evening a quiet on at home. It was perfect.

They hung out in the kitchen, cooking, chopping and talking. Glogirly talked about her Gloman and her stepson Gabe. Dorothy walked her through the many family photos on the refrigerator. When they sat down to eat together, Dorothy talked about Alice. She loved her sister so much. It was hard for her to talk about her without getting emotional.

It was such a hard time.

That's how Dorothy described 1963, the year her sister Alice found herself facing the most difficult decision of her life. Dorothy talked about how much Alice loved children. For many years, it's what she did for work. Alice was there to help with Dorothy's sons. Dorothy described her as a loving aunt. But tears welled up in her eyes though when Dorothy talked about how hard it was for Alice to give up her baby.

Dorothy and Alice were very close growing up. Only three years apart, they went to school together, played together, they grew up best friends.

Dorothy & Alice, sisters and friends.

TOP LEFT: Young Dorothy and Alice on their front steps.
TOP RIGHT: Just hanging out.
BOTTOM LEFT: Dorothy and Alice in costume for the community fiesta.
BOTTOM RIGHT: Alice, Dorothy and Blonde the dog.

Dorothy and Alice, growing up together.

TOP LEFT: Dorothy out for a ride.
TOP RIGHT: Dorothy and Alice with a basket of puppies.
BOTTOM LEFT: Christmas, 1943.
BOTTOM RIGHT: Ready for church.

Young and beautiful women.

TOP LEFT: Wedding day. Alice (circled,) Jeanette, Larry, Dorothy and friend.
TOP RIGHT: Dorothy posing on a hike.
BOTTOM LEFT: Dorothy's engaged! Alice (with arrow,) Jeanette, Dorothy.
BOTTOM RIGHT: Dorothy and Larry's wedding party. (Alice circled.)

Alice was scared. Not knowing where to turn, Dorothy called a friend working in social services for advice. Adoption seemed the only answer. Her friend put her in touch with Children's Home Society. They went to the Santa Barbara office. The wheels were in motion.

Glogirly thought back to the background report. She imagined Alice telling a caseworker about her family, her father, all those details that appeared in the report. Those details, many of them were hard to read, but they had led Glogirly to this point in time and she was grateful for them.

Children's Home Society arranged for Alice's prenatal care and a place to stay and work while during the pregnancy. In exchange for her medical care, room and board, Alice lived with a family as an Au Pair. She cared for their small children and housekeeping while the mother was also pregnant with another child.

On the surface this sounded to Glogirly like a nice opportunity for Alice. It allowed her to provide for herself, be close to good medical care and kept her away from the judgmental eyes back home. But the more she thought about it, Glogirly realized how hard it must have been. To be caring for someone else's children, watching another mother prepare for a new baby, at the same time be carrying her own and knowing her fate. It must have broken her heart.

This also meant that Alice was away from her sister, Dorothy. He only true confidant. Dorothy and her family lived about 90 miles away. She visited when she could, but Alice must have felt so alone.

Glogirly asked if Dorothy had been there when she was born.

It was Dorothy that called a friend in social services. Dorothy had a friend that worked in social services. Not knowing where else to turn, she called her.

July, 19, 1963. Santa Barbara Cottage Hospital. Glogirly asked if Dorothy had been there when she was born. No, but her mother was. This was all still very hard for Dorothy to talk about. Glogirly asked it Alice had held her. Did she name her? She told Glogirly that her mother had told Alice not to look. That was all she could manage to say.

Glogirly could see the heartache on Dorothy's face. She knew there would be other times to talk about those details. She wanted to get to know Alice and Dorothy. She wanted to hear stories about growing up. They sat at the kitchen table until late into the night, laughing and talking like sisters, like a mother and daughter.

Glogirly was beginning to realize that although she was too late in finding her birthmother, she had found something she never expected. Dorothy had loved Alice and her nameless baby like a mother loves their own child. Glogirly was discovering another mother.