When I was in my early teens, I had found out I had been adopted. I didn’t really care back then, and I am not sure why. Maybe it was the love I had for my parents and the awesome family we had or maybe I was simply too young. However, as I got older, I began to become curious about the “DNA Givers” that put me up for adoption. What did they look like, did they have any serious illnesses, did I have any half siblings? I always thought it was a far-fetched idea to find these people, so I went on with my life.
In my mid-twenties my mom passed away from cancer, but I still had, and I still have my dad. After mom departed my dad and I began talking about finding the DNA givers so my curiosity would be no more. We tried to do it ourselves, but we kept hitting dead ends. We hit the internet and searched for an amazing private eye. My dad and I had found the same person on the internet; Rollie. This was meant to be.
With minimal information and what we thought was a very fair fee, I had hired Rollie. He is so much more than a private eye. He’s a therapist, a friend, a shoulder to cry on, someone to laugh with and better yet, he is amazing at what he does. I remember the day he had found my DNA mom. We had been talking back and forth and he was making progress, but nothing was promised which made both of us unite and go big. I was standing inline at Target of all places about to buy this adorable shelving unit when my phone rang. I was annoyed at first then saw it was Rollie calling so my excitement and anxiety levels went way up there. He asked me if I was sitting down which seems so cliché but, in the moment, it was very sound advice. I told him what I was doing, and I would phone him when I got back to work. Work was my home away from home. I purchased the shelving unit, ran to my car and I can’t remember going back to work. All I remember is running through the door to my office to call Rollie back. About a half of a ring into the call he answered. I told him I was sitting down, and he explained to me what he did, how he did it and that he had found my DNA mom. I was in complete and total shock. I never thought this was a real possibility. Rollie proceeded to tell me on my birth certificate my name was “baby girl Fabry”. I was in even more shock. To be honest I have no idea what I said next, but I remember I was to call Rollie back after I had processed this information and I remember saying thank you a million times to Rollie. He was as happy as I was. To not only find my DNA mom but to have someone to share it with that was in on the excitement and there for support was more than great.
After I went home that day, I spoke with Rollie again and he gave me the specifics that he found. I was then on my own and connected to my DNA mom. Very shortly after I had more information and was able to find my DNA dad. As they say the rest is history. Of course, there is a lot more to my story and I would be happy to tell it to whoever is interested.
Rollie is a professional extraordinaire. He’s talented, careful and willing to take risks others would not. I found him incredibly supportive and insightful. He was there for me in a business way and now I am proud to say he is one of my dearest friends I could ever have. Hiring Rollie was one of the best things I could have done. I not only consider him a friend, but he is now family. I highly recommend anyone needing his services to go for it. You will not be disappointed.
*Amy Radzik - Redlands, CA