I have to share this with my old WinMag friends (and new PC911/PCQ&A friends).

My brother had a son in 1966 - I was 9 years old. Unfortunately, my brother and his wife divorced when 'Paul' was only a year old. She remarried and moved off when Paul was two. That was the last time I saw Paul - 34 years ago.

Paul's birthday is close to mine, so every year on my birthday, I would think of Paul, how old he was, and wondered where he was and what he looked like and if he ever knew he had another family (I thought that the new husband may have adopted him). My brother died at the age of 47 due to complication of having Lupus. I began actively searching for Paul with no avail.

I posted a message on a geneology board in March with Paul's stats requesting anyone to reply if they knew of him. A woman in Canada answered that she did not know him, but showed some birth records. I asked her if she found out anything else to let me know. I never heard from her again.

I was paying bills last night at my desk and someone rang my door bell. It was a young man who had familiar traits and his wife. It was Paul. I of course began to cry (as I am doing now) and invited them in. I showed him pictures, we asked each other questions, it was an incredible reunion. Not only that, he lives 8 miles north of me. The woman from Canada had forwarded my email to Paul's ex-wife (I don't know the details of *that* one). His ex-wife forwarded it to Paul, but he didn't read it for 5 months (it *was* his ex-wife). He read it last Saturday and couldn't call me because my phone is unlisted. He searched tax records and found my address and showed up at my door.

I can't tell you what an incredible feeling this is. It is really surreal - like something from a movie.

If it weren't for the internet and how it pulls us all together in a virtual neighborhood, I may have never seen Paul again. It makes me appreciate all of my friends and acquaintences at the other end of the phone/cable line.

Thanks for letting me share,
Priscilla