I spent the first months of my life in a Kalamazoo orphanage with the Dickensian name of St. Agnes Foundling Home. It is a place I will never know, since I was adopted from there at three months of age. It was Columbus Day to be exact, and when I returned decades later the orphanage was gone, erased like the... More >>>
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The author as a three-year-old with a department-store Santa in Grand Rapids. Adopted from a Kalamazoo orphange at three months, he grew up an only child.